Up n Down

Sydney, Australia

I'm never ungrateful for a trip to Sydney, and as far as most English people go, I've now flown from London to Sydney on about 5 occasions, about as many times as I've been to Ireland, Germany and the Netherlands all together.

This trip was quite different to any other, in that I was recovering from a cultural adventure, and was quite happy to cab to Matty's place, be welcomed, have a coffee and breakfast on the beach, before doing nothing but couch surf, and watch movies for the rest of Sunday afternoon. I also had the pleasure of doing some work from home over my days here, so this was never about seeing the sights.
That said, I swam in 22degree waters, sun bathed a little, and still managed to get into the city for a shop and some drinks with an old friend or two.

On the Wednesday evening, it was business time. A Stag-party, or 'bucks-do' awaited. Of course details of this must remain sketchy, but staying in the Meriton Penthouse was a pretty awesome thing to do, and the morning after provided military jet fly-bys, right over our heads, as we watched down at the Anzac day parade.