Jetlagged, posibly. But this is a vibrant city and there's just sooooo much to do. So Saturday morning is at Carrie & Gerry's fabulous apartment, wandering around not knowing what time or even day it is. Then down to town for a ferry across to Manly past the iconic Sydney Harbour Bridge and the Opera House. Lunch. Beers. Meet the Zombies/Students on the way back into town for Hallowe'e'n. Back home. Pass out. Up at 3.00am for RWC Final; well done the Kiwis, amazing game, amazing tournament. Beers at 3.30am. Too early for Beer O'Clock, but ok, just one more...
Sunday - brunch at fabulous Brittons then back for a trip to Sydney Fish Market. What can't you buy there? Like Arnie, we'll be back for a medley of seafood and shiraz. Sculptures On The Shore on the coastal path to Bondi Beach. Taxi home in an electrifying storm with water gushing off roofs and pouring down storm drains. Fabulous meal cooked for us by Gareth. Magic views over the Anzac Bridge flashing in the blue lightning light.
