Our first discovery, was that my brother's apartment is a little fancy. Okay...very fancy. From his 11th story balcony view, we overlooked the Sydney Botanical gardens, the Harbor and the Opera House--which were all conveniently walking distance from his front door. Convenient, and then some!
My brother travels a lot, and he put us on a strict schedule the first day in order to avoid jet-lag during the remainder of our trip. We got there, and within 1 hour of unloading our things, he had us walking down to Circular Quay to see the sights. Nevermind I hadn't slept in 36 hours. My 2-year-old niece was so glad to get visitors. She was the perfect little hostess the entire time, and always wondering, "where dis da wittle guy?" Referring to her cousin, Talon, whose not so little anymore.
Talon was a trooper that day considering he had never traveled overseas before nor drooled on a strangers shoulder mid flight. Kids have a remarkable way of adapting to a new time zone.
At Darling Harbor we played in the foutains despite the rain.
We had a lot of fun visiting the urban side of Australia...but thought the trip wouldn't be complete without a trip to the Blue Mountains. Oh, it was grand!
The last day in Sydney, we went to Spectacular Bondai Beach. And Wow! What a beach-town mecca. I grew up in Northern California and grew to love the flavor of each little beach town...this beach town...is hardly a town and Mecca is the only word I have to describe it. The shops, the masses of people, and the cityscape surrounding it...truely breathtaking! The water was clear, cool, and divine. Waves were big, and the salt was, well, salty. Didn't like swallowing the water so much, but couldn't stay away from those fun waves.
Okay...the last picture I'm going to leave you with, I entitle, "Domo Arigato Mr. Robato." What is that pose I'm doing? I just don't know about that, I'm pretty stiff. I think any Mom in her late 30's, would agree that any swimsuit shot is awkward, hence the body language contorting into an equally awkward pose. Though my son looks cool! That's why I'll be a good sport and post this.
Check out the sand castle he made! That all happened while I laid down on the beach and absorbed way too much sun...I think I was directly under the hole in the O-zone. Hence the red legs, and me donning my shirt to avoid burning my back anymore. I didn't realize the antibiotic I was taking was photosensitive, nor that 30 sunblock wouldn't be enough protection. Ouch.
The plane ride home was a breeze. We flew standby again...but by a nod from the gods, we got business elite class this time. Thank You! That meant my sunburn would have a chance to breath a bit. It also meant good food (including an ice-cream sundae and cheesecake), choice of movies, and a seat that can lay completely flat....and my son across the isle with a huge grin giving me a thumbs up every now and then.
Australia will be a trip never to be forgotten!