Sydney

You could take 1 000 000 photos of the bridge, and i did

So after four short winters, three long summers, Austria, Germany, Switzerland, Sweden, Denmark, Greece, Thailand, Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia, Singapore, Malaysia, England, Portugal and Jochberg I finally made it home to Sydney for an extended period.

Luna park. No idea what it ended up saying

I was pretty happy to leave Kitz as the last month of being shacked up in my apartment while everyone else was snowboarding and partying was pretty tough. Ski towns dont have much to offer when you cant Ski or drink.

With a few hours sleep and all my luggage over my right shoulder, i had 14 hour transit before i even left out of Heathrow. I have done some pretty tough budget traveling throughout my life but this was up there. The only thing taking my mind off the weight of my pack was the pain in my opposite shoulder.

Mrs Macquaries Chair

I arrived on the first of April to a big hug from my sister (Zeina), who hadnt changed a bit! (unfortunately). Jet lagged, emotional and just relieved i managed to get my left arm pit through customs. As almost 2 days of traveling in a sling had me smelling like rotten fruit.

Reflecting bus

Mum and Kokes

I spent the month catching up with family, old friends and new beers. Taking photos, eating food, watching footy, watching horses, watching Asians, watching the rain, hugging mum, eating tabouli, listening to triple j, listening to Asians, running, pies, paying for Alcohol, chicken salt, movies, popcorn, being told Jagermeister was not allowed to be served as a shot, being told shots have to be drunk at the bar, pub meals, happy chef, KFC, laughing, playing pool, catching trains, sleeping in taxis, shopping, chicken kebabs, Asians, Coopers Pale Ale, Hahn Super Dry, Bundi, Rate exchanging, hating the Ozzie Dollar, dumplings, being denied entry after two beers, strawberry Oaks, laughing about the time we met Lennox Lewis, Buck hunter, leaving because the music was to loud, rice crackers, Oporto, Masterfoods BBQ sauce, fish and chips, jeans and thongs, sushi, trying to steal tequila, running in thongs, chocolate, BURGER RINGS! Catching up with Family, friends and spending a lot of time down at the Harbour and in the city.

Kokes

Things i have missed more then most people understand.

After a few weeks and the wettest start to an Autumn in Sydney in 21 years, my shoulder healing up nicely and the Boys in Oslo finding an apartment. I decided it was time to to get myself to Oslo and start my new life in Scandinavia.

One of my 100 photos of the Bridge, spent some nice nights down here

I had an amazing time being back home, and seeing my family and friends was priceless (although my bank account begs to differ) and i really appreciated what an interesting place Sydney could be if you know where to look. I can now see myself living there again one day..... before this trip i could not. Ill try not to leave it so long again before i visit.

Thanks to everyone that i caught up with, and sorry to any i did not. This blog is to try and keep in touch with you all and hopefully this will stop you from all annoying me asking me what i am up to. Its a little more descriptive than Facebook and more interesting then emails.

Not a bad view for a picnic

Reflection from office windows

A famous Sydney ferry