The Trip to Sydney

It was a long journey...

We left home at 10.00am on Thursday January 5, going out to Dulles airport in a taxi, arriving in plenty of time for a plane to Houston at 12.30 pm. The trip to Houston took about three and a half hours, and then we had a long wait in the United Polaris lounge until we boarded the flight to Sydney at about 8.00 pm. The plane left around 8.30pm and the flight to Sydney took 17 hours and about fifty minutes. And so, in total, we were in the air for some 24 or so hours, and we didn't have a Friday. 

It was about 6.15 am on Saturday when we arrived in Sydney. The airport was heavily crowded with incoming passengers...long, long lines for immigration checks, and our bags were among the last to come up on the carousel. But we were met by a driver, and we arrived some twenty minutes later at our wonderful rented flat on the fifth floor of a modern building overlooking Rushcutters Bay.

After unpacking, we went to Coles supermarket and shopped for the basic groceries we needed. In the afternoon we walked some more around Rushcutters Bay and then went into Woolworths on Macleay Street for some more food, including a bottle of alcohol-free Cabernet Sauvignon--the taste of which left a lot to be desired.

Home for the evening meal, then another short walk, after which we spent some time on the balcony watching the birds--mainly cockatoos, and the odd flying-fox. Joan collapsed into bed (after, of course, the wheel--her nightly exercise ritual) and I am left tapping away with my two fingers on this blog-post.

My pedometer, which I popped into my pocket when we left in the morning to go to Coles now shows 5.7 miles. So we got our exercise.