And another thing NSW Transport...why do you call the stop on the ferry "Olympic Park", when it is nowhere near the bloody Olympic Park?! So a joyous 15 minutes wandering round a housing estate while my friends ripped the piss out of me, was my punishment for such lack of planning. I blame the ferries!
Mind you it was a terrific ferry ride up the Parramatta River, with great views of the city from the water. Of course the only thing photographed were the bridge and opera house -yawn!
A later walk in the botanic gardens rounded off another great day before we met our friend Kerry Ann from Brighton for too much wine and Greek food in Kings Cross. I stayed here in the 80s when backpacking and not sure it has changed much! Maybe a few more boutique hotels but still plenty of sleaze.
The day ended with drunken online correspondence with fools back home (you know who you are Steve and Eric), as Gareth, Nareesa, Sue and I ended our 3 day reunion with a bang - there are sore heads in the morning.
So we have now crossed this continent twice - Adelaide to Darwin, then Cairns to Sydney (well that is close), tomorrow we start the third transcontinental journey, from Sydney to Perth by train - only 3 and a half days...