Visited the Sydney Fish Market on Wednesday early in the morning. Got up at 6, which was even too late to watch the fish auction, which takes place every morning. Right after the auction, the fish is sold in the surrounding areas.
“If our fish would be fresher, it would sill swim” some signs around that area teach me. Overall, the market wasn’t that interesting. I couldn’t find any motivation to eat fish at 07:30 in the morning, so I left for Coogee Beach to make my walk up to the famous Bondi Beach.
On that five hours walk, I came along a couple of beaches: Coogee Beach, Gordons Beach, Clovelly Beach, Nelson Beach, Tamarama and Mackenzies Beach and finally Bondi (“Bondhaih”) Beach. In fact, they all looked quite similar. On Coogee beach were a lot of mothers with their children, Nelson had some quite big waves and in Bondi surfers crowded the sea.
At Bondi I met with Daisy. We were room mates during my stay at the Chilli Blue hostel. Daisy is currently on a RTW (round the world) trip, and looking for a job in Sydney, but it’s hard to find anything without working/student visa. We spent a couple of nice hours in Bondi and enjoyed each other (that sounds nasty, in fact it wasn’t). In the evening we went out, which wasn’t that fun as Friday before, nevertheless we had some beers and a good time.
Then on Thursday, I didn’t made it to the Harbour Bridge for a climb. Instead I visited the National Maritime Museum, which I got a voucher for. That takes me to another point: If you’re planning to stay in Sydney for a few days, buy a Monorail day trip first. If you do so, you’ll get a nice ride with the Monorailand beside that, some nice vouchers, for example 20 % for the museum mentioned, 15 % for the Sydney Tower and some others.
Rest of the day I spent on Pitt Street again, watching people and listening to some musicians. Bought an album from Santos, a Melbourne based guitarist, fusing Flamenco, Latin and Jazz. Sounds like the Gypsy Kings. On my way home, the Chinese Massage Mafia (please don’t be offended, I’m just kidding) caught me. They’re just everywhere, both Asians and those tiny massage places. An Asian woman suddenly appeared and invited me:”come on, sit down, one minute for free…” Of course I did. “”Ooh you are tired, you are soo tired… what about neck massage, only 15 $”. Yeah, why not? It’s my last day. After that awsome massage I bought an extra back massage, both for 20 $ and half an hour, a pretty good deal.
The next day, Friday, I got up at 07:30 in the morning, went for breakfast at 08:00, bought my daily coffee-to-go next to the hostel at 09:00 and was picked up by the airport shuttle at 09:15. Two and half an hour later, the flight to Adelaide departured. Arrived at 2 pm local time, an hour later than expected. Bought another coffee, hopped on a taxi and finally arrived at 7 Paterson Road, Pooraka, South Australia 5095. So if anybody would like to send anything: that’s my new address for the next six months, hurray!