And I'm back...

Miss me already? No worries, I'm back! Saturday Feb 12th, Sarah and I ventured out to Bondi Beach for a weekend in the sun. Bondi Beach is known for being very very very crowded. It's the beach that everyone in Sydney goes to. Well it wasn't crowded when we went. Why, you ask? Because it was a miserable weekend, that's why. Overcast all the time, raining most of the time. That type of deal. But that didn't stop us from venturing out! So we walked to the convenience store next door, picked up an $8 umbrella, and we were off. Instead of actually going down to the beach, we decided to take a walk along the coast. This is a bit of what we witnessed:

The views were absolutely worth the bit of rain we had to endure. After our pleasant cliff walk we took a stroll along the streets of Bondi and did a bit of window shopping. We wandered into a tapas restaurant that was way out of our price range, and I apparently didn't know how to read English. I thought I ordered white fish, gently fried. What I actually ordered was white bait not fried enough! When the waitress placed my plate in front of me I almost screamed. I had a huge pile of fried little fishies heads and all staring up at me in pain. I wanted to gag. Sarah had to chop the little head off of one for me to even try it. I did so reluctantly and desired no more. She was kind enough to trade tapas with me, so I ate her fried cheese instead. Thank goodness for our large pitcher of sangria. I think the apples on the bottom kept me going. I need to mention also, that Sarah had a lovely view from her seat in the restaurant:

I was told to remind you again that it was raining and that's why Sarah's hair is so frizzy. Just so you all know, it is NOT normally like this.  Also, doesn't the gentleman next to her have such a lovely belt on? And that was our weekend in Bondi.

On the 14th we returned to our Chinatown hostel. While walking around Circular Quay, we came across several different types of street entertainment, my favorite being the didgeridoo player seen below:

He played techno didgeridoo, which I never knew was possible. But let me tell you this, it is. On Tuesday Sarah and I finally made it to the beach. And boy, was it worth it. The morning was grim, but by the afternoon, the sun was shinin' and we were smilin'.

And here's me enjoying a delicious sundae (Sarah wishes she was so lucky):

What could make a beautiful day at the beach even better? If you know me well, you know the answer. That's right. A bit of karaoke. And that's exactly what we did. I believe this was Oasis:

I usually stick to Lauryn Hill at karaoke when I can, but at Scubar the selection was rather limited. For this reason I chose Destiny's Child, Say My Name. It turns out this is a very fast and very wordy song. But I gave it my all and sang my heart out. I like to think I did alright... And that was that and this is this. More to come in a bit.