48 Hours in Sydney

Good evening, this post is a little late in actually getting up. I have been getting distracted by things that are way better than writing a blog.

Sydney was short and sweet, I had booked a hotel next to the airport so I could be up out and early to fly to NZ. My first day was ruined by my attempt at a nap. I landed at 7am after 21 hours on a plane and 3 hours in Singapore. I was doing ok and wasn't actually that tired but thought as it was so early that a nap would be a good idea, noooooo. Probably one of the stupidest things I have done. Actually, not as stupid as setting the wrong time on my alarm, so instead of waking up at midday I woke up at 4pm, cue the jet lag issues of the last few days.

After that, I had a soak in the Jacuze and then had room service, watched a film and then went to bed, kind of. I slept from 10pm til 1am then was awake until 6am, then slept until 11. I don't know what that was, but my body was all over the shop.

Then the fun stuff happened, I decided to investigate the city. It reminds me of New York, smart streets and well maintained, just with a better view from the water. I had some lunch with a lovely old couple called Michael and Sylvia who had emigrated from Burnley 18 years ago and it was the best decision they had made. Their kids had grown up there and they think it has made them better people than living in the small town. One fun fact: the Burnley accent doesn't reduce over time, they could have left yesterday, apart from they were really happy with their lives, ha.

After that I went and acted like a tourist, taking photos in front of the Harbour Bridge and Opera House, very impressive design and construction but not as imposing as I was led to believe. The Royal Botanic Gardens however were amazing, the trees were like trees at home, just completely different, you have to look at them closely.

Me in front of the Harbour Bridge

Me in front of the Opera House

Using what seems like the only public wifi spot in the city (Mcdonalds), I arranged a drink with Tash from Bristol. It was nice to see a friendly face, catch up and start my sunburn. Then I had to rush off to get back to my hotel so I could welcome Jess and Bex. Now that was fun, some naked photos covered in money, making it rain in a tutu. Room service, sneaky 3-way, and Jess complaining of the terrible nasty that Minnie done.

This really happened! #lad

The highlight of Sydney was in the airport the next morning, for half an hour we watched people try and use a lift. We were in stitches. Our favourite was parents putting a child into the lift and then not being able to get the trolley in so the kid went down on his own and 5 minutes later came back up with a member of staff. Improved only by the fact that 20 mins later they came back up and missed the floor. Thank you Syndey, off to Christchurch!

Woodies Wisdom: When looking after your child in an airport, don't leave them in a lift!