Sydney, Australia
Tuesday, March 1, 2005
I flew from Melbourne to Sydney and spent a few days just wandering around. I was feeling a bit under the weather so didn't do too much. I did manage to walk to the Opera House and round the botanic gardens out to Mrs Macquaries Point. I also went to see The Lion King which was fantastic. On my last day I decided I would go and visit Bondi Beach. Unfortunately I got off the bus at Bondi Junction which is in the middle of town. I spotted some water and began walking towards it. About an hour later I was still walking. I stopped at a shop to buy an ice cream and ask for directions. I somehow managed to choose the only shop in Australia that was manned by someone that didn't speak any english. I also saw what is possibly the biggest spider - ever! It was running along the wall next to me. I'm ashamed to say that I screamed and ran when I saw it - luckily there was no one around to see me. I eventually found a beautiful little beach (probably a lot nicer than Bondi) and later discovered I was on the wrong side of the peninsula to get to Bondi
. Ah well, I headed back into town and decided to treat myself to pizza at a nice little restaurant. I was sitting out on the pavement, reading my book and minding my own business when I noticed a guy walking towards me. He was probably almost 50, but he had his top up around his neck and a beer belly to rival Homer's. He began playing with his nipple as he looked intently at me. This was in a fairly respectable area of town at around 8pm. The waitress came out and tried to get him to move along but he just stood next to me obviously not wanting to move. I didn't know what to do. Eventually one of the chefs came out and managed to move him along. I turned back to my book and a few minutes later caught something out the corner of my eye. He was back and this time he had his back to me. He started to pull down his trousers. Being in a seated position probably didn't warrant the best view.... Anyway he obviously got bored 'cos he moved along and started chatting to a guy sitting a few tables along. Turns out he was schizophrenic and was doped up to his eyeballs on drugs from his doctor. He eventually headed off down the road and left us all in peace to eat our dinner.
The following morning I wandered around Darling Harbour before heading out to the airport to catch my flight to ...... well you'll just need to read my next entry to find out!
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