Oz Trip – Day 24 Part 1 (The Last Weekend)
Sight Seeing in Sydney
There were still things ma copine wanted to see and do while in Sydney. The night before, Sydney tower was a bit disappointing considering we couldn’t really see anything. So we had to return when we woke up from the hotel. Now, just for your information, we paid for Sydney Tower, Sydney Aquarium & Sydney Wildlife Park all at the same time for $60 each I think, and we were given a plastic swipe card. Now, at the Aquarium and the Wildlife Park, we had to swipe to get through – but at the tower, there were no swiping machine, so we could go as often as we could. Ha ha ha – except that this time round, the bloody guard at Sydney tower was the same as last night!Views from Centre Point Tower
Thank god he didn’t recognise us, but he was having a conversation with Marine the night before, so maybe he did but chose to ignore the fact that we went in for seconds (we also ended up giving the cards to my older sister and her husband just in case they wanted a freebee – bah ha ha). Anywho – the weather was still a bit so, so. It was stormy the night before, absolutely pissing down – but today was just randomly cloudy and sunny. The weather was basically inconsistent, reminded me strongly of crappy London weather.
When we got up there, shit – it was like a blindfold was lifted – you could see EVERYTHING – I was looking around a bit, and I was like, “What the fuck is that thing?” - I have never seen that shit before! That big block of stone in the middle of all those trees. Meh – I wasn’t walking no-where to try and find out. I guess I will never know.
You could actually make things out much better (obviously) but you know what I mean. At night, it was supposed to be all nice and romantic and shit, but you can’t see anything. But you can see Darling Harbour quite clearly.
The beloved QVB – ooh, I never realised this until I kept bringing Marine there, but the further up you go in the QVB, the more expensive everything becomes. Meh – you learn new things every day.
I actually realise though, that I did grow up in a beautiful city, that Sydney is a great place to live and grow up … sort of sad in a way, cos I don’t know that I took advantage so much of being here. Thank god we didn’t live in Cabramatta or Auburn, shit – I would be fucking scraping my way out of Sydney … but then again, someone got stabbed the first night I took Marine out in Blacktown, so I can’t fucken talk now can I?
City Extra – The Last Meal
The first meal ma copine had in Sydney was at City Extra in Circular Quay (it was the only place open at the time), so it was only befitting that we do it again. Stuffed mushrooms for entree! Yum!
Fish & Chips is the aussiest thing we could have on the menu (maybe meat pie or something, but I felt like fish and chips damnit cos I did not have if for a long time). It was alright, probably a rip off, but whatever (cos there were greeks around the corner that probably have a better version).
But is it really Aussie? Cos the Irish pride themselves on their fish & chips served in a newspaper (so it’s covered in black ink), and the English love their soggy fish & chips drenched in vinegar … the kiwis also love their fush & chups … in conclusion, whatever Australia calls traditional Australian dish, will be called a traditional dish in every other country the English dominated.
Botanic Gardens
On the way to the Gardens, we came across a freaken giant chess set – holy crap … they must bring that shit with them, cos people would definitely use them as weapons … personally, the bishop has a pointy weapon! It must take hours to finish those games though, god … or maybe because I bloody suck at chess … it also gives hobos something to look at (note them in the background).
The flying foxes would have been a shock to anyone who hadn’t seen them before, especially when there are so many in the Gardens. They’re harmless, but apparently their poo is diseased … so just make sure you mouth isn’t open when you’re looking up at them in amazement!
The Sydney CBD from the gardens, with the duck pond with no ponds and infested with eels. The eels apparently eat the ducklings … mwuah ha ha ha. There is a sign that says that they didn’t put the eels in the pond, they simply turned up. And even when the empty the ponds, and then refill them – park rangers see the eels slithering back into the ponds …
No one in Europe knows what taro is – THAT is wild taro growing all over the bloody pond, taro is a sweet and starchy potato thing that grows underneath those leaves and it looks sort of looks like a yam (Hmmm, taro – taro milk tea from Easyway with pearls … only $5). I guess they grow it in the Garden to attempt to clean out the water – won’t work though. …
Cos just down wind of it, is this stuff that looks like a mixture of terd and overgrown bacteria.
