It was finally here, what was to be the highlight of our holiday - Sydney! The city had seen the hottest July since records began and the forecast, for their winter, was sunshine all week with temperatures averaging 22 degrees. That would do!
As much as I've enjoyed Ryan's company on our travels so far it was brilliant to meet up with our friends Peter and Louise who had very kindly arranged to pick us up at the airport and put us up for the week. I'm sure Ryan was glad of some different chat for sure!
Peter, one of the most enthusiastic and excitable guys you can get was itching to show us the sights - you couldn't get a better tour guide. By the time he had driven us back to their apartment, via the Anzac bridge to view the Opera House of course, I was beginning to think that he had been sponsored by the Australian authorities to sell the place... could this be the place I fall in love with and want to emigrate to?
Nevertheless, Peter (a patriotic Scot) didn't fail to remain unbiased and let us know any negatives they had discovered about their new home. I couldn't see any so far. Their flat was like a modern hotel with a luxury open plan living area with a large decking and Ozzie compulsory bbq. They had shared access to a car (affordable and convenient - only pay for when needed and no need to pay taxes etc) a 50m outdoor pool, a 25m heated indoor pool and 2 gyms. Within the complex there was also a supermarket, cafes and a 'bottle shop' (very pricey gor beer and wine in oz #1negative) which was our first port of call. I was sold!
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