2/11/10: Sydney, Australia
We took the overnight Greyhound back from Byron Bay last night, and on it we were introduced to a new species we had never seen outside of its natural habitat before – the extremely, and I mean extremely, drunk young American. I think I managed to sleep through much of the shouting, but I do vaguely remember several requests for cigarette breaks and another request to stop at McDonald’s “for just three minutes!”. I also vaguely remember the girls almost getting kicked off the bus at one point for having alcohol, but that may just have been wishful thinking.
Anyway, the point of all that was to say that despite the shouting and the overnight-ness of the bus ride, we got into Sydney this morning in pretty fine form. In such fine form, in fact, that even though there was time for me to take a nap, I didn’t need one. This, ladies and gentlemen, is the first time on our trip that this has ever happened, so I just wanted to note it down on the blog for all to see. Overnight traveling, and I needed no nap afterward. Duly noted.
So since we were both feeling so chipper, and also since today is the only day in the next five with a forecast of sunshine, we decided to do the much-recommended coastal walk from Bondi Beach down to Coogee Beach.
The walk was pretty nice, lots of off-roading expeditions for Kevin and lots of people walking with their dogs for me. The only problem was that the walk was much longer than I had anticipated, and my tummy started to complain about that right away. Kevin promised me that when we got to Coogee, we would eat dinner at the Mexican place with the giant burritos that Steve had told us about. I was so hungry I even put on my fast-walking face (yes you read correctly, that’s face, not pace) so we could get to the burrito place sooner. When we finally got to Coogee Beach, though we were able to find Steve’s old study-abroad habitat (Apartment? Dorm? Whatever), we couldn’t find the $9 burrito place. (This may have been because the Mexican place Steve told us about with the giant burritos was in Byron Bay, not in Sydney at all, as we later figured out.) So we ended up eating at Five-O’s instead, another place Steve had mentioned, and we had a lot of fun pointing out all the places Steve might have been that we were now seeing for the first time. (“Man, Steve lived on this beach!” and “Wow, I bet Steve sat on this chair – like, right here!)
When we finally got tired of naming all of the places Steve might have been (“Steve probably walked on the sidewalk we’re walking on right now!”), we headed to the bus stop to catch the bus back to Central Station. And I couldn’t help but whisper to Kevin, “I bet Steve waited at this bus stop before too!”
What can I say? We love Steve.
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