We'd seen it before, not even too long ago, but nonetheless, the Sydney Harbour Bridge makes an impression. As does the Opera House. As before, we caught some fine views of these landmarks by taking a boat trip in the harbour, this time to go to Manly - an area seemingly well known for beaches and nightlife - for a dinner, the mere recollection of which brings water to the mouth. We ate in Ribs and Rumps, a diner which serves precisely what it says on the tin. They'll cook your meat any way you wish, but they do advise that if you select Well Done, then your meal will be "destroyed, but if that's the way you like it, we'll happily oblige". How nice.
The apartment we're staying in has us perched on the twenty-sixth floor of a downtown building, about 20 minute's walk from the harbour, and a mere stone's throw from several hostelleries. One of which, Paddy Mulligan's, served as a temporary home for us yesterday while our apartment was being prepared. We justified a few early morning drinks due to it being night-time back home. And our being on holidays. Whatever.
All said and done, an exhausting day, the exaustion exaggerated by the recurring theme of jetlag. Super to meet up with everyone again though, merry bunch that they are - as you can see above.
