Saturday 8th March
Today was a fairly easy day as my final day in Sydney. I was slightly hungover from the previous night. I got up to say goodbye to John, Val and the kids. It was a really nice day, so goodbye was on the beach. Again I'm not a great fan, but there is something to be said for being able to be out on the beach at 9am in Autumn. Even better considering I was stumbling over the same beach (Coogee of course) at 3am.
Of course my hangover did cause a bit of an injury, in my delicate state I didn't apply my sun cream properly and left a gap on my neck that got burned slightly as I built sandcastles.
After that it was just a bit of shopping and a trip up to Watsons Bay. I got to have a drink in the famous restaurant Doyles, no meal though. So it is one that Pat got over on me, but then it always was my dads dream to eat there. A bit of shopping in Bondi junction and then back for another night out. Janet was meeting some friends so I tagged along and had a few drinks. This time the bar and club were more like Cafe En Seine instead of Coppers.
Today was a fairly easy day as my final day in Sydney. I was slightly hungover from the previous night. I got up to say goodbye to John, Val and the kids. It was a really nice day, so goodbye was on the beach. Again I'm not a great fan, but there is something to be said for being able to be out on the beach at 9am in Autumn. Even better considering I was stumbling over the same beach (Coogee of course) at 3am.
Of course my hangover did cause a bit of an injury, in my delicate state I didn't apply my sun cream properly and left a gap on my neck that got burned slightly as I built sandcastles.
After that it was just a bit of shopping and a trip up to Watsons Bay. I got to have a drink in the famous restaurant Doyles, no meal though. So it is one that Pat got over on me, but then it always was my dads dream to eat there. A bit of shopping in Bondi junction and then back for another night out. Janet was meeting some friends so I tagged along and had a few drinks. This time the bar and club were more like Cafe En Seine instead of Coppers.
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