The elderly gentleman jaywalked across this busy street during morning rush hour without regard to the on-coming traffic. As a bonus, someone was riding a motorcycle on the sidewalk. Weird.
Same intersection, next day. Seems like every cyclist I see is wearing a backpack.
I finally got a few hours to take in some sights. The rain stopped (for the most part) and I hopped a bus to The Rocks. Above, the Sydney Harbor Bridge.
Proof for my family that I saw something besides the office and motel.
The view from the downtown restaurant where I had lunch. Finally, I got to eat somewhere other than the two places I've had access to. Another cyclist with a backpack.
The risotto was wonderful.