Halfway Through...

We needed a change of plan. Our priest-host who had said that we could stay with him in Canberra had not replied to us so we had arranged one more night in the YWCA. That meant re-arranging our Greyhound tickets too, but this wasn’t a problem as we had had to pay $25 for 3 days full internet. Extortionate? Maybe. But we needed to get as much stuff uploaded to our dads computer back in the UK as possible, and we were only up to the New Orleans photos and videos, so we needed to get a move on with it.

As we hadn’t even planned anything in for the extra day in Sydney we were at a bit of a loose end. I had been advised by people at Unilever to go to the Blue Mountains for sunrise or get the ferry over to Manly, but we wanted to slow things down a bit and not rush around like blue-arsed flies. So the first thing on the agenda was the Museum of Photography, down Oxford Road, and into Paddington. We walked along, enjoying the beautiful sunshine that Sydney had to offer, and headed for where the map said it should be. After over half an hours walk we still couldn’t find it, mainly due to the lack of road names a al New Zealand. We ended up in a park, miles from anywhere, and realised that we had actually walked past the Museum…quite some time ago. So we set about having lunch in the park, whilst some tiny little chaffinch-things kept dive-bombing the grotty pigeons that were hanging around us.

After lunch we re-traced our steps and eventually found the Museum that we had been looking for. It was showing Palestinian photography and was interesting enough, but nothing that absolutely blew us away. There was one piece, however, that may make it into the Best Bits video once I finally produce it, but I won’t tell you what it is.

Watching an art exhibit

Once we were finished with the photography museum we went our separate ways: me back to the hostel to catch up on the blog and some zee’s, and James to a museum of some sorts. Either way, we had a relaxed evening in with a “Coles Dinner” and no booze, as we had much to do – search for accommodation in Singapore, check out visa’s, etc. After that we played our first games of cards in Sydney and called it a night, as the next day we would be crossing the state border into the capital city.