So the sixth day started with a jog, and I am keen not to gloss over the splendour of a jog around Sydney harbour area. Setting off at around 8am after an early morning rain shower I jog around 1 mile into the botanical Gardens, there I am met with the most beautiful petrichoral aroma, I then jog for about 1 ½ miles around the gardens in full bloom large fruit bats overhead and singing insects in the bushes. Then I arrive at the opera house the bay glistening in front of me and the smells of the gardens replaced by the fresh smells of cologne on the locals as they make their way to the CBD along the shore boardwalk. As I pass the naval base I am met with 127 steps up to Victoria street, a short lung busting effort later and I am back in Kings Cross and home. Those who jog will forgive me this rant, but it is a remarkable morning run and worthy of note.
Today following the daily chat with George, the hotelier, - a font of all Sydney knowledge - we set off for the ferry trip to Parramatta. This is a 1 hour ferry ride and I have to say a must do for anyone staying in Sydney. Starting at the Opera house it takes you into the harbour through all the very expensive looking suburbs lined with million dollar yacht. Then the river becomes narrower and the shores are lined with mangrove bushes. The city all of a sudden seems miles away. I feel sure that a book I borrowed from infanta was set on this rived - must check when we get home. Every which way this was a wonderful trip and how the Aussies can do it as a public ferry i don't know.
Anyway back to circular quay and off to Manly for our favourite steak overlooking the pacific with a cool Tooheys .