Up Under: Four Days in Sydney

Diabetically sweet.

Camwhore (kem• whore) n. – A girl who is particularly fond of posing for camera pictures out of proportion to normal acceptable poses (see Origins; Japanese tourist, n.)

Camgolo ™ (kem•go•low) n. – the male equivalent.

That's me - 1/4ths of a boyband.

Why should girls have all the fun?

After a very fishy breakfast we walked around town – I wanted to see Chinatown which I went with my family some eight years ago. It was a pretty small street, but I couldn’t quite find the restaurant we had dinner at one night. (Remember how they brought the fish out to us, Mum?)

You’ll realize very quickly in Sydney that, unlike Melbourne, where ethnic groups will have a street to themselves - Lygon for the Italians, Lonsdale for the Greeks and Little Bourke for the Chinese - in Sydney racial groups have their own suburbs. People will tell you about the Korean suburb or the Italian suburb or the Chinese suburb (where I was living, Burwood).

The words above say - I Can't Read Chinese.
We took the train to Nicole’s car, and the ride was beautiful as it offered a glimpse of the Harbour Bridge and the sea which appeared intermittently among the tall concrete jungle that was Sydney city centre.

We took a long, leisurely drive to Manly (what kind of a macho low self-esteem name is that? Hahaha!) which is a beautiful part of Sydney with cliffs like those of the Great Ocean Road, and lots of beachside territory. Manly is an extremely rich area, and the size of the houses and types of cars driving around were evident of that.
The only picture of us together. If taken too often, the camera would have self-destructed.
We spent some time at the beachside but quickly decided on a café instead to have some coffee and hot chocolate. It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, and the really rich were walking their dogs or sitting around cafés looking pretty to the sound of the lazy waves rolling some 50 metres away.

Later that evening, we drove through the Harbour Bridge, and Nicole was nice enough to drop me off in Burwood. It had been a very long day, but one well spent.