Exchanging Stories!

On the Saturday we all gathered onboard this marvellous vessel for our little cruise.
(I'm talking about the red and beige one underneath!!) In truth we did wonder if this would actually hold our group of about 80ish.....but we were fine. We jealously watched this cruise liner in the morning ,as we were boarding and when we returned in the afternoon. It was certainly as big as the liners that come to Southampton.



There was a chap on board doing a great job with the commentary but most people just wanted to chat.
We made friends with some great people and Alex was delighted to play and share his DS. with his friend, Luke, who had a Gameboy Advance and was getting a 'Tamagotchi.'















The netted beach where we stopped off for a swim and lunch...I haven't a clue what it was called!



This is Mark who had a weekend away from his family. He was good fun and we will be aiming to out-do each other on the best Sydney Opera House and Bridge photos! Oh, yes....and that Kookabura one!( let's throw down the gauntlet and aim to snap all of those well know Australian animals by the end of the year!!)


Chris & Richard, who we feel like we've known longer....were great company too (their youngest son, Luke is Alex's friend) .
They invited us to return to Sydney this weekend for the Mardi-Gras...but unfortunately it clashes with our other trip away. We are hoping to meet up the following weekend instead.


Well is that a coathanger sticking out of your head or are you just pleased to see me? This had to be a quick shot as there were about 10 groups before and after us who wanted the classic bridge/ house shot. Now before you pass comment on Chris' top you need to know it is a sea shirt and very practical for swimming in as it saves you using up half a bottle of SPF 30. He did take a gamble though by wearing it at 11pm later that evening and strolling down Oxford St looking for an Off licence (AKA bottle shop). According to our lonely planet guide it is "the hub of Gay life in Sydney". Despite his attire though he obviously wasn't anyone's type and was left well alone.


This is The Rocks market which runs at weekends and is facinating; lots of craft stalls and the children loved the stall selling didjeridoos where the man demonstrated it and explained all the animals he was immitating.