Sydney: Take Two.

Today was the last day of our travels and we’ve been staying at our friend Andrew Howell’s house since Saturday. He’s doing the Hillsong College so he took us to the service on Sunday night, and today, he has a day off so we took a day trip into the city. It was Anna, Raf, Andrew, his friend Seth and Myself. First things first, we got into the city, and the hunt began for parking. We finally scored a ‘reasonable’ parking complex...35 bones later we were good for the day. At least this spot was in Darling Harbour, which

meant we could eat a buffet lunch in china town at 1pm, and be at the opera house by 2pm. We did the classics: Walked the bridge, hit the shops, the market, and the mall. Walking the city, Raf and I also got a chance to play two of our favourite people watching games: ‘Girlfriend, or Daughter?’ is rather self explanatory one, and a sure favourite. Sydney is always a top venue. The next game was a good round of ‘Real or Fake?’ This is pretty self explained as well, and day featured highlight real or fake split decisions on moustaches, toupees and personalities. Now, all these fun and games had to be done before dinner, because you see, this dinner has been planned since the day we got to Australia. Everyone pretty much told us the one thing you have to do in this city is: see the opera house AND... Eat Pancakes at ‘Pancakes on the Rocks’. So at around 7, we put Pancakes on the rocks into Andrew’s Iphone and found the nearest of the two locations. The trek began, and as we weighed our options to either bring the car, and pay again for parking, or walk to this place and take the long, more economical option. Obviously, we opted to walk, and what a walk it was. Figures it starts to rain, but that only made reaching the destination more appealing. Anticipation building with every water logged step, and after 30 minutes finally seeing the large pancake house sign approaching brought such a feeling of satisfaction. Only to be snatched away as fast as we could read the sign on the locked door that explained they were closed for emergency repairs. The kindly however directed us to their other Sydney location. Another 45 minutes in the opposite direction. At this point, it was starting to feel like Harold and Kumor’s Whitecastle adventure. We thought about settling for the foodcourt next door, but like Roldy and Kumor we had to make it to those Pancakes that we set out for, nothing else would do. And with that, it was decided. We raced back to his car, paid the 30 bucks, and, again with the guidance of the I Phone, drove to the alternate location. Traffic was a nightmare, the rain stopped, but started again, Andrew’s turn signals stopped working, but we made it there, alive and starving. We ordered some of the most appealing pancakes you’ve ever seen. AND THEY WERE DELICIOUS. It was the best most satisfying dinner i’ve had in ages. I ate 2 massive chocolate pancakes covered in ice cream and chocolate syrup, and I called it my dinner. Finally, With our checklist complete, Andrew drove us to the airport, where we plan to spend the night. And this is where im writing you from. Our camp in the corner of the departures terminal, surrounded by our bags and carts, were going to sleep here until our morning flight.

A mattress would be nice,

Oh well.

Cheers.