Tuesday - The Mile High Pub

Our last day in Oz. The weather did not disappoint and was forecast to be a little
warmer at 26C. We finished our packing and headed to the waterfront for breakfast. Eggs
Benedict eaten in the sunshine has a lot going for it. Today is a bit of a bonus day as the flight does not leave until 21.00. Rosena insisted on the Art Gallery which was OK if you like that sort of thing. She pronounced the Canalletto to be inferior and was very taken with a man called Bunny. There was some interesting Aboriginal Art but photos were not allowed so have this one I took elsewhere.


After a couple of hours Dave's feet began to hurt so we adjourned to a hostelry for lunch. Chilli squid for R and lamb cutlets for D if you must know. The Maritme Museum was next on the agenda, with the twin benefits of free admission and air conditioning, after which we mooched around Darling Harbour and watched the sky go grey. We later discovered that this was as a result of the controlled burning of undergrowth 100km away in the Blue Mountains.


We decided to go back to the hotel just in case the car turned up early. The driver had the same plan so we were in good time to check in and make full use of the facilities in the Emirates Lounge. Rosena felt that her Veuve-Cliquot had been insufficiently chilled but otherwise it was very good. All too soon it was time to board our flight. The Airbus A380 is very impressive, particularly when you are travelling on the upper deck. We got comfortable, had dinner and then went to the bar. I wonder what the poor are doing tonight.