Sydney day 3

Today I woke up to a new realization that I really don't mind being away from home that much.  I have always thought that I was all talk about leaving the Alabama to go find a job elsewhere and to start a new life wherevere that may be.  Today I took a new breath of fresh air when I thought about how I really could get used to being.... well.... me.  This is a pretty dang good feeling.

After taking our test we finally had a couple of hours to ouselves which we took full advatnage of.  We went straight to the closest food place and I ate the heck out of a pizza that was probably the best pizza I have ever had in quite some time.

After our eating adventure we headed back to meet up with the professors and took a train ride to the sydney Olympic Park.  It was very cool seeing all the designs that were viewed as some of the most modern designs back in 2000.  Looking back at this olympic park really makes you realize how moderization and looks/what looks best is constantly changing! 

After the visit to the Olympic park we took a long ride on a ferry to Circular Quay to Manly beach.  The ride was extremely scenic and I was able to capture a few pretty cool pictures on the way there.  When we arrived at Manly beach we all lost our breath.  The beach was absolutely gorgeous and the the people were extremely nice.  We were trying to find some people to team up with on New Years but it turns out that all the locals hide away from all the tourist and enjoy themselves at a friends house which we were not welcome to join along.  I don't blame them from not inviting us all needless to say.  Manly really reminded me of a Seaside with its very nice houses and modern looking bars and pubs all around.  We found a very cool bar to rest and have a few drinks at... It was one of the most amazing days I've ever had in my life.  Great weather, sunshine, good company, cold beer, great food, and a wonderful view.  I'm very lucky.

Sydney day 2 (12/29/2011)

Had a great 2nd day here in Sydney.  Woke up to a few loud birds that sounded like they were killing each other outside our open windows around 6:15.  Thankfully my rommate, Jason, was woken up as well so we decided to go on about a 4 miles run.  The run was nice.  It was nice being able to wake up without feeling a large strain of jet lag weighing down on my shoulders.  There was a nice cool breeze throughout the run whihc was nice.  After the run we ate a bowl of cereale and met up with other classmates and our professors to start our daily travels.

Our main goal was to stop by the Sydney museum which we had an "okay" time at.  Museums usually make me extremely tired unless it has something to do with a few interests of mine but this one was based on surfing, old history or the city (which was cool), but nothing that really made you take a second look.  I was yawing the whole way through, my feet were tired, and the whole group was pretty darn hungry.

I found it interesting, once again, that all of the construction sites that we passed today have no Hispanic workers laboring away on their daily tasks.  I am so used to seeing a certain type of person doing the dirty work on construction sites that it really has kept me looking back trying to find someone that is not of a Caucasian background.  This also brings up how I can't think of seeing one person of a "dark color", if i may.  I find this very interesting and will keep all of you guys updated.

So, I walked into this cafe called TERU and in which they serve beer, and pizza (not to mention their free wifi) and was completely taken back by their hospitality.  The lady that I spoke with inside when I was trying to grab a cold beer and a quick bite to eat said that there was a private party that was going to be taking up the entire cafe but that I could sit outside on their porch and she would sneak out and serve me when she could.  I was pretty blown away because I'm pretty dang sure that I would not get that type of response back in the States.

Looking forward to getting back to this snack and continuing on my adventures.