Alright, so I'd been in Sydney for 3 weeks and still had not gone down to the harbour to see the icons that ARE Sydney. Strange to be the one taking pictures of these structures that I had only ever seen in pictures. I went on a cruise around the harbor to all the hot spots. Got to see the bridge and opera house of course, as well as all the millionaire estate houses on various bays within the harbour. Lot a rich folk here.

And on to New Year's Eve . . .

This is a picture of us waiting outside the emergency department for our taxi's, both of which did not show. Our residence is so ghetto that nobody knows where or how to get to it. We ended up taking the bus . . . wasn't super pumped. We had tickets to the Watershed, which is a club on Darling Harbour. We didn't see the fireworks come off the bridge, but we did see a pretty impressive fireworks display, both at 900pm and 1200pm. It was strange to be celebrating the beginning of a new year in a country so far from home, but it was a pretty amazing experience. Phoned my parents to wish them a Happy New Year. Typical of me to do so, typical of them to be asleep, especially with the time change. After the second set of fireworks, all the men burst into song, a song I thought to be their national anthem. Turns out, as I learned from my UK friends, it was some kind of chant about cricket. Needless to say, it went on for a good hour or two. Nonstop. I had to work the next day, but everyone else headed to Coogee Beach to watch the sun come up. Ended up being a really great evening.