Sydney is dead and gone. Kerry and I have left, and though Kerry will be returning for more time with Amy and Mahbs, I'll only be seeing the Sydney Airport on my way home next week.
My last day in Sydney was filled with complete and utter laziness. Kerry had gone out with all her friends from Jackson's, the bar where she used to work when she was on her 'year of travel', and I think she may have been a BIT hungover. I wasn't sure what I was going to do (see previous blog), but I decided to start by walking through the Domain and Royal Botanic Gardens. Well, I lost track of time as I walked along the water and admired all the different types of flora from around the world. All the different species were marked, and I had to stop myself from taking pictures of each tree AND it's nameplate! Good thing I'm no longer teaching biology, because I totally would have cataloged every species I saw. They were pines called the Norfolk Island Pine, and different flowers, etc. I spent way too much time wandering around the gardens...the different plants are from various parts of the southern hemisphere...I didn't see any from the northern hemisphere. There was even some tree that was planted or dedicated or something by Bill Clinton!
After I'd met up with Kerry to take the bus back to Amy and Mahbs' (she looked HORRIBLE...:)), we said good bye to Sydney. Last evening we took out Amy and Mahbs as a thanks for letting us crash their place. They are awesome, and I hope I can return the hospitality some time if they come to the States! We went out for Indian food! (I know, can you believe it? ME?) It was good, but we ordered way too much food. It's really interesting here because a lot of the restaurants are BYO alcohol, which is different from most of the places back home. I like the premise. Kerry says there are some places like that in Chicago, but I've never experienced them.
We were up at the crack of dawn (actually, before) to catch our 6:30 flight this morning. We took a taxi, and flew from Sydney to Melbourne, and then to Alice Springs. Alice Springs is right in the middle of the country; basically, it's in the middle of nowhere. Kerry and I are having a hard time understanding how anyone would want to come here. We've already walked through town, and now we're debating where to go for dinner. Our tour leaves tomorrow morning at 6am for Ayers Rock. It's two nights of camping and supposedly it gets freezing cold at night, so we're trying to decide what to take with (remember Wimbledon, Katie?). I truly hope that Uluru is not some boring big rock in the middle of the desert!! It had better not disappoint!
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