It was St. Steven’s day and it was time to visit one of the modern wonders of the world and I’m not talking about the “Spire”, I mean the Opera House. Having been in Sydney now for 6 week we still haven’t seen it close up.
We got up bright and early, well 10am is bright and early for us. We headed off in the train buying only the discounted student tickets as per usual. The trains were packed so Gary and I decided that we would get off and wait for the next train in the hope of a less packed carriage. At this point we were split up into 2 groups. Tom and Mike were 20 minutes ahead of us. It was like Home Alone 2: Lost in New York in that we knew we probably wouldn’t be reunited till later.
Gary and I ventured towards the Opera House to see one of the sites we had talked about since leaving Kiloughter many months ago. It lived up to those dreams. It’s a masterful creation completed by a Danish Architect. I would describe it using a word that we often overuse “Perfect”. The building is beautiful and it looks straight out onto the Harbour Bridge and water. It’s most definitely the most spectacular Opera House in the world. Unfortunately we didn’t get the opportunity to adventure inside as we were gobsmacked enough with its exquisite exterior.
Gary and I decided to visit Darling Harbour once again. Unfortunately no boat race was on like we had hoped. The harbour is one of the finest I have been aswell as it offers spectacular views of Sydney’s skyline. The harbour is always full of street performers. They like to pick random people off the street to hassle and this time it was our time to be hassled. He got us involved in his comedy show. His act was a lot of jokes and some cool skills with a car that went up to 110 kilometres per hour. His finale act involved lighting the car on flames and attempting the death jump over a Peruvian man (Abel). The act concluded in success.
Most of the Christmas period involved relaxing and enjoying the weather. The next big event was a reunion of a Project Manager. Myself Gary and Tom studied last year with Daire O’Rourke who was in Australia on holidays. We arranged to meet up for a night out. We had a few drinks back in the house before heading into town. We met Daire inside in Town and went on a bit of a pub crawl. It was great to meet up with one of our Dublin mates and hear how jolly Ireland is treating him. Two other lads were with him Pat and Brian who are over in Aussie on the working visa aswell. It wasn’t long till we were all in good spirits reliving the glory days which included a call to fellow Project Managers Mick O’Leary way back in Co. Cork. Daire plans on coming back to Aussie in March so a few more of theses nights might be had.
A few bars later it was time to go home but we decided against that. We headed to Pat and Brian’s beach Gaff. Gary Pat, Brian and Daire decided they needed a swim so down to the water we went. After a few hours of watching people coming in for a dip at all hours of the morning we decided to head home. We said our goodbyes to Daire and the lads and headed for town.
Instead of going home we decided to go to 24hour bar and watched the United match (Got to add we aren’t alcoholics- we weren’t drinking). After the match and half asleep we stumbled back to the accommodation and had a snooze.
Zzzzzzz Stay Posted,
Conor
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