Time for our walkabout!
HotSpring offers different adventure packages to us. Some folks went kayaking in the harbor, some went on a tour through wine country, some went on a Harley Davidson tour of the city. Others chose to go sailing in the harbor or take the jet boat tour at high speeds. You could visit the Koala Park and see some of little Arjuna's family, go to Ku-Ring-Gai historical park and see Aboriginal cave paintings, climb the Sydney Harbor Bridge, or take it easy on the Bronte to Bondi Beach walk. That's what we chose.
There were about 15 in our group. Some Watkins upper management people, individual dealers, and then me, a lowly salesperson, comprised our group. Our starting point was Bronte Beach:
All of the homes in the background are $1 million plus! Crikey!
We worked our way past the beach to the cliffs. They have saltwater swimming pools alongside the beaches for people who don't like being on the bottom of the food chain, I reckon. They drain and clean them once a week:
What's that?! Me first Dingo sighting!! She's a beaut!
(The only way I could take pictures of pretty girls was if they had a dog with them. I'd yell "Dingo" and snap the pic. My wife didn't realize there were poodle Dingos and Schnauzer Dingos and Rottweiler Dingos, and she never needs to know any different)
I guess for every bikini wax service offered there is a restoration one as well. It makes sense:
It's a long way down, mate. I felt like one of those cliff divers of Avacado:
These sheilas powerwalked past us and I thought the one on the left's T-shirt was kind of cool. There were a lot of alternative lifestyle folks there:
Dang ol' Aborigine vandals!
Got to Bondi in about 1.5 hours:
I caught Kacey with Watkins checking out the man-flesh at Bondi's saltwater pool. Blackmail plans are in the works as we speak:
Stopped for some coffee and saw this van across the street. Wonder if the police have ever pulled him over:
We did some souveneir shopping at the surf shops. Met a cool mate from New Zealand who had been to Texas and learned how to "boot scoot." We rode back to the hotel and went out to dinner at Doyle's on Campbell's Bay, the most popular seafood restaurant in Sydney. I had fried calamari while Too Tall had fried shrimp. We sat on the patio with the SHB above us, the SOH in front, and the QE II to our right:
It was a magic evening and I can't tell you what I had for dessert....but I got seconds........
To be continued if everyone's not ready to slit their wrists yet....
