"'Jetstar is a fucking useless airline...with Jetstar you could end up anywhere, we could end up in bloody Perth!"-disgruntled Jetstar passenger on my flight.
Run Katrina Run could be the name of a movie about my life today. I'm supposed to be flying to Sydney today and I'm a bit more optimistic than my fellow flyer I overheard on the phone.
I woke up at 6:30 and rushed out of Rachel and Jon's apartment. I walked up to the tram stop. I missed the earlier tram but I caught the 7:00 one. I got off at the transfer area and ended up waiting on the wrong side of the road so I had to run across the tracks and ended up tripping on the curb and falling on the ground, but luckily the driver waited for me.
The rest of the commute to the airport was uneventful and then the fun starts! I go the Jetstar domestic counter and try to check in but I can't. I'm informed that I must check in at international and hurry because the flight closes in 20 mins. I wasn't aware that NSW was its own country now.
I wait in a long, slow line and check in, then go through customs (I was moved to a quick line since I was domestic) There's less than 20 mins til the plane is supposed to leave so I'm nervous. The gate is all the way at the end of a seemingly never-ending hallway and my throat's dry and my arms hurt and I finally round the corner and see people still at the gate and I smile because I've made it and--the flight's delayed indefinitely.
Update- supposedly we'll board at 10, depart at 10:20. A 1:20 delay sucks but I guess it's better than ending up in bloody Perth!
I didnt end up getting to the Sydney CBD until 2:30. I had to get out of the airport then catch a cab to my hotel. The cab broke down so I had to walk a bit but it was close. The hotel was pretty nice. I had a queen size bed, a/c and a shower/bathtub combo! I'll get back to that later.
I took a 10 min train ride to Circular Quay Stn which literally dumps you out in the middle of the Opera House and the Harbor Bridge. Since I was climbing the bridge at 4:50, I started my afternoon at the Opera House. It's a stunning building in pictures and even more beautiful in real life. I had planned to do a tour of the inside but got in too late to do one. Next time!
I hadn't eaten yet and it was really hot (38 celcius) I thougth I'd find a place to eat only I didn't. 4:00 came fast and I had to get to the Bridge Climb by 4:50. That place is probably the hardest place to find in all of Sydney! I got lost for a bit then found a map and finally got to the Bridge. The sign for the climb looked like it ws pointing at the bridge (I guess it was, just further down the bridge!) So I walked up a ton of stairs and got to the pedestrian walkway on the Bridge. I walked about halfway across before I realized I was not in the right place so I ran all the way back and hauled ass down the street and finally found the place 5 mins before the climb started.
We had to change into these ugly jumpsuits with a belt and clips attached to it. We had to clip into a rope that we followed the whole way up the bridge. There were a ton of stairs and we had to stop a lot for breaks, but surprisingly I had no trouble with the stairs and wasn't winded at all.
Once we got to the top of the bridge we stayed up for about 15 mins looking around. You aren't allowed to bring cameras but they have people up there who take a group pic and then individual ones.
After the climb I took a cab to Chinatown ($30 for about 10 blocks!) I got a large taro bubble tea and then found a Thai place and got Pad Thai and Thai Iced Tea. I shouldn't have drank the bubble tea so fast because I was about to burst halfway through dinner so I couldnt finish.
At first I was going to go back to the hotel for a bath but at the last minute decided to walk about 2 miles back to the harbor to see it at night. I had massive blisters and felt like I was going to vomit but it was so worth it. The Harbor is amazing at night!
There was some sort of Peruvian flute band playing so I sat on a bench listening to them, staring at the Opera House. It was a perfect ending to the perfect trip. I never wanted to leave, but the bath was calling.
I got back to the hotel at 10 and filled the tub with water and bath gel (bath gel makes a better bubble bath than real bb mix does, fyi) and read my book while soaking in the tub. It was a real treat, I've missed my nightly bubble baths so much. Sadly I had to be up at 6:30 so I could only take a 45 minute bath then it was off to the amazingly comfy bed for my last sleep in Australia.
See you in six months, Aus!





















