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.
7 comments:
It's amazing to be able to read your experiences from around the world. I love the internet. Have a great visit! Hope you get to ride a bicycle "down under!" With a backpack, of course!
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hey warren,
I really like your blog and want to know your email? Ive got something i would like to ask you.
Kris
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The last picture of the post is so nice.
The title of the post is really so interesting.
I would like to be a tourist like that.
I would like to be a tourist like that.
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