Yesterday, I tried to check into my Sydney hostel. The hostel’s computers were down, so I went next door to do email…. came back and the computers were still down… so they let me drop my bags and go out for the day. When I finally returned, around 7pm, I found out that I was trying to check into the wrong hostel. That one is on the same street, roughly 10 minutes from this one. Similar name. Thankfully, this one is *much* better: cleaner and newer.
I did a city tour bus yesterday. One of those jump on/off deals. Unfortunately the Sydney Diva’s tour (by the drag queens) is only done on Sundays and is typically booked up weeks in advance.
Big news is that I was able to get an opera ticket for the Syndney Opera house Sat performance of The Marriage of Figaro (in Italian, with English subtitles.) I paid a bit more for tickets, but I’m only a few rows from the stage. Looking forward to that.
Sydney is a very nice place. Totally clean. Despite the fact that it is a city, it’s has almost no bums, and the central park is amazing. I could totally live here.
I met an Irish guy who is a chef. He travels for 3 months a year, then works his ass of the rest of the year to pay for it all. Sounds like a good way to live! For an American, I’m well traveled. Amongst the world traveler set, I’m positively homebound.
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