So Peter Martine and I arrived at the Sydney International Airport Hotel... wandered up to St George Rowing Club for lunch, only to find the kitchen had closed..so we went in search of a takeaway...no easy task in this neck of the woods! But we did happen upon Harry's Cafe De Wheels after a long wander up the road! Yummo... Tiger please!
I'm still kicking myself for leaving my walking shoes back in Newcastle..of ALL things to leave... Anyway, thanks to my trusty landlord with a key and a tricky conversation with him about WHERE the shoes were and WHICH ones to take, he delivered them outside my door and the awesom Brendon Tricker will be collecting them before he heads down here!
A little bit of a stressful start to the trip...
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