Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Woolloomooloo (or the story of O's)

May 9, 2011


We spent today exploring Sydney before our outback adventure begins. After a sumptuous breakfast at the hotel, we started our day by taking the ferry to Manly, a small beach town on the opposite side of Sydney harbor, where one side of the town faces across the harbor to Sydney, and the other side of town is on the Pacific Ocean, with a spectacular broad beach. 
We walked around a bit, admired the beach, then took the Ferry back to Sydney where we walked through the exquisite Royal Botanical Gardens to Woolloomooloo (pronounced Woo-lah-mah-loooo, or as the residents call it The Loo). Is there any place on earth with more oooooooo’s in it - I doubt it, count them, 8 o’s. Not only that, but almost 2/3rds of the letters are o’s - even Oslo and Ohio are only 50% o’s.  
We had lunch in Wolloomolloo at the pub (which dates back to the 1880‘s - old in Australia) where Geoff’s sister Helen works. Satiated by food and ale,  we returned to Sydney City Centre, and walked George Street, the main drag. 
Sydney is beautiful, full of life, a City with a spirit.


The iconic Sydney Opera House

Crocker, Wes and I on the ferry to Manly

Playing for tourists at the Sydney Quai

The Beach at Manly


Crocker, Sister Helen and Wes

City Hall





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