So I've successfully landed in Sydney after two days on various forms of transport. No major incidents to report beyond a minor panic when I thought I'd lost my passport (it had dropped out of my pocket on the coach, but I managed to ninja it back). After removing his cast, Bob's hand has turned a fetching shade of purple, but seems to be on the mend.
The cab driver who took us from the airport seemed very keen to offer us accommodation at his place free of charge. We politely declined, due to visions of being slipped rhohypnol and waking up in too small sailor outfits, and instead opted to stick with our original choice of hostel, The Blue Parrot.
The hostel's situated on the edge of King's Cross, Sydney's red light district. Despite this, the area doesn't seem too bad, with a strong backpacker presence. The hostel itself is small, but friendly and accommodating. First impressions of Sydney are positive. The people are friendly, the City centre is relatively compact and the pedestrian crossings make a noise like a laser blaster when it is time to cross - this alone has made the trip worth while.
Love and Fishes
Dave
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