And it well and truly wasn’t my fault. Each leg of the trip the terminal was at the furthest end of the fekking airport! From Perth, to Melbourne and then to Sydney. And of course the baggage collection was at the furthest spot from where we disembarked.
Ok, then to the hotel/apartment. Given slightly wrong directions as to which building was the hotel. So, turned around headed back to the right one. Then, headed to Darling Harbor to catch ferry to Circular Quay. Was given wrong directions as to which dock we were supposed to be at, and was sent the opposite direction. THEN we got correct directions and had to head waaaay the hell back the other way.
I broke out my google maps for pedestrians, and was able to find the Museum of Contemporary arts, and was only a little late. Photographer graciously allowed me to attend the 2nd session. Came back to hotel after a light dinner. I was exhausted. I fell asleep in strange place and didn’t wake up until almost 8am.
The overdoing showed up today. Was able to visit the Sydney Aquarium. But dayam it was all I could do to NOT just plunk my ass down, with my leg stuck out.
Gonna take it easy for the rest of today. Process some photos, get dinner ready for Wing