Sydneysiding

I've reached sydney. Not sure I should leave.

Turns out I know someone that's living here just now - Rob, aka Face, who's a friend of Lee's that I've met from many a silly night out in manchester/silly night out in bristol/silly weekend out at glastonbury.

So I was on my way to the pier last night, to catch the ferry to Manly, where Rob lives. I started walking across the big park, then realised I was walking across a big park, in the middle of a big unknown city, on my own, and it was very dark, and this might not have been the most sensible idea. Slightly wary of what I was doing, i rounded a corner and found... a whole load of people. Circuit training.

Ozzies are all nuts - everyone has a sport, and they all throw themselves at it in wild abandon, either in the morning before the sun comes up, or the evening, shortly after it goes down. Maybe that's why they win at everything.

Even better, they finish their self-flagellation, then proceed directly to the nearest pub. Awesome!

Meanwhile, the city is full of nice buildings, the parks look great, it's the coldest part of the year but still a lovely day, some of the best surf on the work is on your doorstep, there's untamed mountains and outback an hours drive away, and there's constantly loads of stuff going on. It rocks!

Case in point: tomorrow, I'm going to see a free concert. In tribute to, and attended by His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama. Who's speaking at it. How cool is that?!

Right, off for a walk round manly, then a trip to the zoo to see some great galahs. Streuth!


Will.
(Sydney, Oz)