True to form, our last Hawaiian bus journey (to Honolulu airport) had its share of “characters” on board:
OAP sits across the aisle from an 18 year old cheerleader type,and gesticulating animatedly, he gets her to take out her Ipod earphones.
“Hey, your really prerrrty, you look like a model in my (favourite - couldn't hear name) magazine. I love your casual clothing style”
“Oh - thank you” she said understandably nervously - almost everyone was unsure what type of magazine he meant, but one guy next to the OAP, adds to try to minimize the embarassment:
“ Yeah, I like that magazine too, its got interesting articles and quizzes and stuff” (not sure he helped the situation much!)
The flight from Honolulu to Sydney went well, although I was dissapointed that there was no rum based initiation ceremony for the passengers like myself who were crossing the equator for the first time. I tried to kill some time seeing if the water really did rotate the other way in the sink, but the vacuum seemed to pull the water straight down - shame.
Arriving in town we had enough time for a couple of beers next to the hostel (in Kings Cross - you can take Kings Cross out of London, but you can’t take the sleaze out of Kings Cross it seems). We shared a table with a two brothers, who it turned out were having a mini stag do before one of them left for Bangkok to marry his Thai bride, who he was clearly bessotted by. I like to think I may have given them their first wedding present, as in his euphoric and inebriated state he left his bag, complete with flight bookings, passports and wedding plans under the table as he left. Fortunately they hadn’t got far, so I managed to alert him, possibly saving the day!
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We’ve spent two days sightseeing in Sydney so far. To my mind its location tops both San Fransico or Vancouver, and the opera house and the harbour bridge are both as enigmatic as I’d hoped. My favourite part so far has been the botanical gardens, and the parks surrounding, which are perfect for strolling around the edge of the harbour. The gardens have a spectacular range of plants and trees, but the Flying Foxes (large bat like animals) are the highlight, even though they are pests who are apparently damaging the trees.
The boat trip to Manly through the outer harbour was also great, with beautiful ocean and harbour beaches surrounding the town. There wasn’t many people sunning themselves as the weather has been a bit chilly, and there were only a few surfers out as the swell looked small and not consistent.
Ursh had arranged for us to meet up with a couple of friends, who are now OZ based, and we had drinks and food in chinatown on Friday, followed by a trip to the Football (yep - “Soccer”) to see the Brisbane Roar take on Sydney FC. We were routing for Brisbane, along with 25 or so away fans (it is a long way away....) Given that I’ve previously lived within easy reach of half a dozen premiership footbal clubs, it was starnge to see my first professional football match in OZ, but it was a chilled out way to spend an evening, and not too expensive either. Sadly the 1:1 score didn’t do anyone any favours.