So is a 20-odd hour flight with head, knee, ear back and arse ache, along with about 2 hours of sleep worth it?
Well, as our flight path gave us a bird's eye view of Sydney Harbour bridge and the Opera House, the answer has to be an euphoric 'yes'!
I read an article the other day claiming that Australia was like England in the seventies......As someone recently accused me of being stuck in the seventies, obviously I have come home! First impressions are very good, a very relaxed and sunny atmosphere although somewhat surprised at how late the sun rises. obviously, like Rebecca, recovering from the obligatory saturday-night piss up in this fine city. What was disconcerting was the sight of an area named 'Bexley' just ten minutes after landing......
We have arrived at Elayne's brother Phillip's lovely little house in Petersham and have just been sitting in the sun on the deck enjoying a fine breakfast. This was much needed to restore my faith in the first meal of the day, after the road accident we were offered up, errrrrr, was it yesterday on the plane? And yes the local insect population have made a start on me already..... No doubt word will get out and their bigger, more dangerous brethren will be planing the coming month's meat intake with glee and qantas will have one more empty seat on the return journey in April......
Anyway,enough now, we're going out exploring now and taking in the local fish market. More later and hopefully some photos if I can work out how to add them!
Bloody hell, I'm in Australia. Just how the f*** has this happened?!
Well done ole bean!
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