Leave Well Enough Alone

Two late nights on Friday and Saturday were not solid groundwork for a Sunday of tourism. "How bad could it be?" we asked ourselves at the bus stop. Pretty bad. Thus the title of today's entry: leave well enough alone.

We headed for Circular Quay where the ferries leave Sydney and had perfect timing for hopping on the ferry to Watson's Bay. Charlie befriended a fairy on the ferry.
There was much disharmony among the Conlin troops, which cannot help but affect the mood of the commanders.

Anyway, here we are at Watson Bay, which was originally inhabited by the Cadigal Aboriginal people, but because of its lovely location on the tip of Sydney Harbor, the Europeans settled it in the late 1700s. Our guidebook would describe it as having a yummy fish and chips takeaway ($1.20 for tomato sauce=ketchup), gorgeous view tainted a bit by large wire fences (it's unfortunately a popular place for many reasons), and the coolest piece of playground equipment we've ever encountered. Not bad for having a low and sometimes high hum of arguing going on in the background, but one does wonder whether the day would have been better spent otherwise.

Doyle's Fish and Chips, right off the boat.

Sydney and the Coat Hanger bridge in the back ground.

More or less how Charlie and we felt all day:


Yep, it goes around and up and down crazy fast!

We tried our tropical fruit tonight for dinner - longans and passion fruit - finished reading the Australian Classic The Magic Pudding (thankfully, since I never could get the hang of singing the frequently interspersed songs, although there are some mighty funny parts) and had an early bedtime.



Daniel got to stay up until a whopping 7:45 tonight to watch another episode of the Six Million Dollar Man, which our local library has on DVD. For your information, they were not available at all on DVD in the States until last year and only then for the entire series in a set for $239 (I knew this, of course, when they were released). I spent many Sunday nights watching the Six Million Dollar Man and wishing to be Jaime Summers. This version we have of Season 2 offers Dutch subtitles as an option. Daniel is loving this 1970s drama. Personally, I am wishing I had left well enough alone in my childhood memories.

Good night, from the grumpy tourguide.