Day 25—Sydney Australia

I’m sorry I’ve ignored this narrative.  Some real time travel interrupted me.  I’ll rejoin us 25 days after we left Sacramento on our trip to “head east” when we found ourselves in Sydney, high up on a bridge, without Bubba.

                                                                      I’ll let Bubba explain.

Here I am, I made it all the way to Australia, and somehow lost track of Rick and Spider.  I saw this clam shell building and wandered over and they must have wandered the other way.

I took a ride out to the clam building (Sydney Opera House) and when I looked back, I saw this big bridge.

                                            Up on top, I could barely make them out, yes, it was….

How did they get up there and why am I not with them??!!

          The Sydney Harbor Bridge climb takes a couple of hours and has a few restrictions.  You have to leave all your clothes behind and dress in their blue suits.  You can’t bring anything with you (sorry Bubba) to ensure that nothing drops to the roadway below.  Even the caps you see are fastened to the jumpsuit and the zipper is in the back so you won’t be tempted to sneak something up.  The people are securely  fastened to the bridge with safety cables. 

We started 25 days ago in Sacramento.  So far we have been to four continents in both hemispheres.  We have visited Canada, Iceland, the Netherlands, Belgium, Qatar, the United Arab Emirates, Singapore, and now…Australia.

Sydney is a beautiful city.  Modern yet with a touch of exotic.  Even the street birds are a little unusual.  The pigeons have to make room for the wild locals.

                                              It is a place where brides and joggers share space.

 

                                                         And it is a city that comes alive at night.

            Convicts were once sent here and, if they got into trouble, they would end up in courts like this one.

                                                     Can you tell where the defendants sat?

                                        Not Guilty! Your Honor!!  It’s a witch hunt!

                                                     Tomorrow, we see the Blue Mountains. 

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