Sydney seems to be cursed for me. It is the only place where I was unable to get a couch to sleep on (twice), the hotels all seem to be booked to the fullest and I just can’t seem to connect to the people here. There’s a weird mix of simply stunning architecture, an enormous asian population and tropical heat.
But! Avast! They have a wonderful Maritime museum with a very convincing replica of captain Cook’s vessel. Plus a pirate exhibition. Arrr!
My days of exploring this part of the world are over. It has been an adventure to say the least.
Flying back seemed a little too predictable to me, so I commandeered a little boat for the voyage back. See you in a couple of months!
