Sydney

A bit of a blogging gap time wise as we got caught up in joining the Canadian team in Sydney and had some technical difficulties with photos.

On Saturday (our time) we flew south from Cairns (3 hours) and left the hot sticky weather behind. It was, however, the third consecutive day of sunshine there which was nice for the locals.

Successfully navigated the Sydney Airport and retrieved our golf clubs which we had stored there for four days. Interestingly, they distinguish terminals by destinations, not airlines so the domestic and international terminals are a ten minute bus ride apart on opposite sides of the airport. Our biggest fear was the safety of the glass Inukshuk mementos we’ve transported in our golf bags to give to our Australian hosts.

The city is massive and quite hilly. Everything leads down to the water which is swarming with boats, ships and ferries. Our hotel is right down on the harbour front, literally. The famous bridge and even more famous Opera House are right next door.

Most of the Canadian group (16 couples) have arrived as the official program starts tomorrow. We linked up with a few familiar faces and walked down to the waterfront for dinner. It was absolutely hopping with music and young people. Couldn’t help but have thoughts of how mundane the Toronto waterfront is in comparison.

Night fell and the lights came on.

Very idyllic and sufficiently cool to warrant a sweater. What a difference from the morning. Tomorrow is the bridge climb in the morning and a red jacket reception late afternoon. Two very different environments.