After a long session on Saturday, Sunday starts slowly, very slowly. We manage to pop down to the Australian museum to the see a photography exhibition, and then have to feed the hangover at the pub - BBQ meat in bread all round. After lunch, a stroll around Wolloomaloo where we spy Russell Crowe hanging out in his appartment watching Polly take photos the rain starts as we get to the Botanical Gardens so its back home to rest in front of the TV. Its great to have somewhere so comfortable to relax with a hangover, not some shady hostel room, and we can catch up with our favourite Aussie shows - The Biggest Loser and So you think you can Dance!
After a weekend of overindulgence, its time to start helping out the budget once again, so we spend our Monday window shopping in Bondi Junction, and cook supper for Trish coming home from work.
We venture further afield the next day, and head down to Sydney's fish market. We're expecting a huge warehouse scenario with tonnes and tonnes of wet fish, but its a lot smaller, with only a couple of stalls, all with take-away restaurants attached, and full of Asian tourists! So we have to have an earlier than planned lunch of octopus and squid, and head off for a stroll around Pyrmont - a great suburb sitting on the harbour further west from the bridge. The main street through is very similar to Abbeville Road, and once again our thoughts turn to how we could happily live in Sydney. There are a lot of joggers though, even during the day time. Around the wharves to Darling Harbour are loads of very trendy looking offices interspersed with bars and restaurants to keep the office crowd happy at lunchtime. Darling Harbour is a mass of big harbourside bars and restaurants, which look a bit Wetherspoons-esque, but do have happy hours for us to have a cheapo beer in the afternoon.
Wednesday and the weather takes another turn for the worse. We're headed over the bridge to meet Trish for lunch in North Sydney, which is like the city in London, full of offices, and pretty dead at the weekend. We do get another good walk around the harbour for a look at the bridge from another angle, and from underneath. Safe to say that we have seen the bridge from pretty much every angle possible after we have been up the pylon museum back on the southside. Its a great iconic building, and the pylon museum gives us a great look behind the history. Time to head off to the pub to meet another old friend, Fran and her husband Hamish who have lived out here for a few years. He has a great job as a PE teacher out in Bondi, so basically plays games all day in the sun.
The sun is back for Thursday so we decide to head to the beach for another walk along the clifftops. We get as far as Clovelly today, after a swim at Bronte - which is turning out to be our favourite beach to hang out. We can sit and watch the waves crashing in for hours, and dodging the joggers and even come to the conclusion that if we lived here, we probably would embrace the outdoor lifestyle a little more, rather than spending a whole day in front of Sky Sports, and then heading to the Abbeville for the evening. Thursday evening in Sydney is spent at the opening of a photographic exhibition of one of Trish's mates, and then on for some great Vietnamese supper in Surry Hills, another bar and restaurant-filled suburb. Its been another corking day doing all the things that we love to do - but we're also starting to realise that we have all this back in London, and that Sydney is so isolated that we wouldnt get to see our friends and family so often, and that actually for probably the first time we miss home, and are even starting to look forward to getting back to SW4.
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