The day before Kristi and I left for Perth, we decided that we should at least do some sort of touristy activity before we flew across the continent. So, on Wednesday the 23rd, we took a walk down the hill to Rose Bay Wharf in order to catch the ferry to Circular Quay (pronounced Key), the downtown city center ferry dock.
We missed our intended 11:13 ferry because we didn’t really know for certain where we were going, but after we asked for directions we found ourselves sitting at the ferry wharf waiting for the 11:43 ferry.
About 100 meters away was a float plane docking area, taking tourists for city view tours over the city center.
On the way to the city center, we stopped off at a few different ferry docks before we found ourselves passing the Sydney Opera House. This is a picture through a salt sprayed ferry window.
And of course, the Sydney Harbor Bridge.
After we made our way through the hustle and bustle of Circular Quay, we decided to check out the botanical gardens. However, we never made it, because we got distracted by a tree.
Climbing trees is pretty fun.
Kristi is awesome.
What’s up? Alright, so climbing trees was a hobby of mine a while back. So what….
Sometime in the middle of 2012 or so, my Mom decidedly became interested in Birding. So she carries around a pair of binoculars when she’s on road trips with my Dad, and when they go places. So when I see awesome looking birds, I have to take pictures.
Before long, we decided that we’d walk back to the Circular Quay to check about ferries back to Rose Bay.
This big ass sailboat reminded me of the Stahlratte, the sail boat that carried me and my bike from Panama to Colombia.
I look pretty crappy in this one. Thought I’d share it with you. Ha! 4 months ago I applied for a position as a Sydney Harbor Bridge guide. It wasn’t until after I applied that I read the part, “Permanent Residents only, no tourists/backpackers.”
Another awesome looking bird.
Hahaha. Alright, so the birds aren’t extraordinary, but this guy was pretty interested. I’m pretty sure that he thinks he can talk to the birds. Hell, maybe he can…
In front of the local art museum there is a nice lawn that people use to lay down for a rest. In the distance you can see the cruise ship dock, the Sydney Harbor Bridge, and the Sydney Opera House.
Before long, we had walked back to the Circular Quay, hopped back on the return ferry to Rose Bay and begun the trek over to the Bondi Beach area. On the way there, Kristi made sure to pose for this photo.
Meanwhile, I made sure to take a picture of this bike, a Honda VTR250. A Vtwin 250cc bike. Bitchin. We don’t have those in the States.
After a stop off at a café, Kristi and I made our way back to the Crawford residence. From their deck, you could see dozens of sailboats cruising around in Sydney Harbor.
Later that night, when Josh got off work, he took us to MAD Pizza, a franchised pizza restaurant that his friend owns.
We ordered mucho pizza, and stuffed face while we drank beers, and wine, and shots of Lemon something or other.
That was our last night in Sydney, and it carried us to a bar farther down the road before we ended up in a taxi on the way back to Josh’s place. Then, we were awake before 4:30am, catching a taxi at 5am, and catching a flight to Perth at 7am. Around 10am local time, but after a 5 hour flight. I found Kristi doing this…
We had made it to Andy Dalton and Cass Wilson’s home, in the Hamilton Hill suburb of Perth, Australia. You guys might remember Andy?
To Be Continued
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