The Rocks and the Christmas market.
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I fear the worst. What started as a simple trip around the world has turned into a terrifying ordeal. I have used all of the emergency flares but no response as yet. I have eaten all of my supplies and most of my right arm, and now I'm running out of food completely. I'm having to use the McDonnels Irish curry John's mother sent to make the cardboard I'm eating taste good. The Cherry 7Up has long since run out, so I'm living on rain water. And all because I told Fred that England were a better cricket team than Australia, and he hasn't let me leave the dungeon since!
Only joking, we finally manged to use another day off to try and see some more of Sydney. Our destination today is the rocks, which isn't the bottom of a whiskey glass but an area of Sydney thats been recently renovated to house galleries, cafes and other bohemian places.
We spent an hour or two looking around, not for anything in particular, although John was hoping for a case big enough to hold his sunglasses. To my surprise the last stall we came to had tables full of them, and he tried just about everyone but in vain.
We've had a few nights drinking with a nice Northern Irish couple in the house since the last blog, and we are both looking forward to Christmas so we can go have some fun and see more of Oz. More news then...