Helen and Randall on the road

Arrived at hideous-o-clock so had to fortify ourselves with coffee in arrivals (no One World arrivals lounge at Sydney…pah!) which gave us a chance to buy sim cards and credit.

We wussed the bus ride and took a taxi to our hostel to drop off our bags in the luggage store (on the top floor,  with no lift, obviously) then went for a pootle about:

I don’t know who the purple bag lady is but she’s awfully engrossed in that Lonely Planet guide…

We rather liked this sign, spotted when walking through the park on the way back from the Opera House to our hostel:

An afternoon nap turned into a rather longer snooze than planned so the evening was a bit of a write off, except for sensible food shopping and sandwich making for our early start the next morning, although we did manage to squeeze in a controversial pizza:

I had the Libya, very topical under the circumstances.