Anyway, I have lots of pictures and I'm only halfway through my first cup of coffee, which is code for "I am essentially brain dead," so I'll just let the pictures from the last few days in Sydney take the lead here.
We took a ferry to the zoo. I'm ordinarily not really all that into zoos, but we did want to make sure we saw some Aussie animals, so we made the trek, hurdled over small children and strollers and happy families and what not, hightailed it to Aussie Animal section, and saw what we were looking for, roos and koalas:
|My new motto|
In the spirit of re-living the law school glory days (or at least the law school friend wedding circuit glory days), we devoted the next day to a wine tasting tour in the Hunter Valley.
As you can see here, I started the day trying to be all sophisticated wine-drinker extraordinaire. Hey, I was in the Wine Club at Harvard, so as you can imagine, I have been exposed to the most pretentious of pretentious wine drinkers ever ("the nose has a floral overtone, with hints of tobacco and a bit of barnyard. So complex. So intriguing.") First wine, I tried that tactic a little, but quickly diverted into my own scale of assessing wine-- smells good, smells bad, tastes good, tastes bad, but unless it tastes really bad, I'm still more than happy to drink it.
|The Situation was Deteriorating (hi PStas)|
|Aussies just really love playing at the beach|
|Swam in this pool, which is pretty much a life highlight|
And with that, our Sydney time was over. We're now in the Gold Coast region--- much more touristy, a little hotter, a little more intense, sun-wise. I am literally having a hard time keeping my eyes open due to the glare of the sun. Which is bad, since I'm the one doing the driving.