I don’t know why but Kia Ora seems like a better greeting than G’Day. So Kia Ora!
I’m writing this blog on my laptop on the train from Sydney to Brisbane. It’s around 6:30, so about 90 minutes before my usual dinner time. I’m still kinda hungry though.
Today was a fun day. I was awoken this morning at 4:30 by the Asians (or little people as the other guy in the room called them) who were in the room. I got up switched my chargers from my camera to my iPhone and went back to sleep. Getting back to sleep was harder than I thought, but it worked pretty well till the other roommate got up at 7:30. He was nice though, a little simple, but funny. We are both on the train now, I haven’t seen him, but then again he is in a different car. I went back to sleep but woke up about an hour later. I got dressed, packed my backpack and bags for what feels like the millionth time, made breakfast (toast and jam sandwich, the best) and then headed for reception.
I checked out but booked my last night in Sydney at the hostel. It has a great location to the rail system and my stored bag so I know it will be very easy to leave on the 14th.
I then took all of my baggage and luggage to the train station to check it with the railway. It was easy enough and luckily the guy behind the counter only charged me for one bag. To clarify, most of the places that cater to tourists charge for a variety of things that are simple extras. Especially in big tourists cities. In this particular instance it was $4.40 per bag for storage. I was storing my backpack and my bag of food. Luckily the guy behind the counter had the sense to realize that that extra $5 for my fairly small food bag wouldn’t be worth my negative feelings. He counted them as one so that was nice.
I then decided where to go for the day. The main bullet point on my list was the Taranga zoo so I decided I would walk along the harbor to get there. So I went towards darling harbor and through the edge of Chinatown and discovered this amazing market of tourists items, fruits and veggies, factory outlets, designer clothing, and of course souvenirs. I spent a good time walking through the stalls and such. As a management major I love everything about these markets, the merchandising, the comrodary between sellers, the local approach and knowledge. There are just a lot of neat parts.
Afterwards I continued walking towards darling harbor where Fifa fan fest was being held and where the Sydney convention center was. There is lots of activity in the area due to the fact that the lions club is holding their international convention here in Sydney. As I explored Darling Harbor I discovered that there was in fact a ferry leaving from there for Toronga Zoo (It is on the other side of the harbor) so I went and bought my ticket (including admission) for $39 with my student concession. I love the student discouts.
I waited for the ferry and wandered down the waterfront with it’s multitude of expensive restaurants and pubs everywhere. It is a very flash place. I then boarded the ferry at 11 and we went through the Harbor to Circular Quay, which is the main ferry terminal in between the Rocks and the Opera House. The views of the harbor were spectacular and I would say it is the prettiest harbor I have seen. Better than Wellington’s as well.
I made it to the zoo and then took the gondola up and over the zoo to the top. It was really neat gondola ride as you got to see some of the key animals including the elephants and gorillas. I got my map and headed out.
One of the first things I noticed in this zoo was the high amount of brand placement throughout the zoo and exhibitions. You’ll have to see the photos to understand fully but there was a high degree of sponsorship. It was good to see as NPO’s are increasingly forced to look for places of incremental revenue. The zoo was full of tourists and children. Don’t get me wrong I love kids but when I’m travelling alone I normally try and avoid those type of situations. Nontheless I still has lots of fun.
One of the weird things was happen was I had two different children on two different occasions grab the back of my jean legs. I don’t know if it is just my interpretation after working with kids over the years, but parents are normally more wary of their kids around guys than gals. Anyways it was kinda weird but they quickly moved on.
They had some really cool exhibits focusing on Australia, Africa, the Rainforest, and the Artic. It was well done with an appropriate mix of live shows(I didn’t fully watch any of them but they seemed really good), information, and interactive exhibits. The food wasn’t outrageous either. Not the 100-300% market I am used to seeing.
After reflecting on it and reading about a lot of the work that this zoo and the Wellington zoo did, I have a new found respect for zoos. In the 21st century they don’t simply provide entertainment, they provide key educations and even more importantly conservation efforts. I now firmly believe that the view that the animals are behind bars is an ignorant view of zoos and modern conservancy.
I finished most of the exhibits, but I could have easily spent a 2-3 more hours there going to the live shows and really going to all of the exhibitions. But such is life and I had a train to catch.
I caught the ferry back across to Darling Harbor and then walked back towards Central Station. I got there a few minutes early and ate at Hungry Jacks, the Australian Version of Burger King. I got a value meal with a double cheeseburger, small fry, small coke, and a storm. I was most excited to try a storm as it was what looked like a McFlurry. It was like a McFlurry! And delicious! I then made my way to baggage claim and boarded the train with a few minutes to spare after stretching outside.
Aboard the train I was glad to find that I got a window seat. It is quite warm on board even after I changed to my train gear, a hoodie and my track pants. The person sitting next to me isn’t particularly friendly, which is understandable but hopefully for the rest of the trip I’ll have the row to myself. This is unlikely however because this train is packed. I am also being led to believe that people with freckles are particularly less friendly than normal people. But Irish people are the exception.
I am a little disappointed with the current view as I thought I would be able to see more I guess before the sun went down. But it’s winter and all light disappeared just after 5 pm. Ohh well.
As a few side notes that I forgot to right about earlier:
My right calf muscle and right foot muscle have been killing me for the last two days. It affected which trails I did in the blue mountains. I am not sure what it is. Two nights ago my right calf Charlie horsed twice, which is highly unusual and hasn’t been back to normal sense. I hope it gets better because it is really annoying.
I think I have something that is called Traveller’s Syndrome. Because I have been away for so long and experienced so many new things without readjusting I am starting to feel diminishing returns. This is kinda difficult to express as it isn’t that it isn’t awesome and I am not significantly enjoying myself, it is more like it all seems possible.
I think there is another confounding factor I am experiencing. I guess I’ll call it the non-interference effect. Basically our normal lives are greatly affected by other people and their schedules. This is not a bad thing it is just that even to hang out with a friend you both have to agree on the time. So I think that because my current condition is sooo independent it almost doesn’t feel real. Whatever I decide in my daily life happens. If I don’t do something it simply doesn’t happen. It’s not real but is what happens when you travel I suppose.
With all that being said I have really enjoyed Sydney as a city. It has a lot of the things I like about cities. I don’t know that is just my take.
In addition I honestly believed that most of Australia was outback conditions. I am know less ignorant in that fact as I have seen a variety of forests and even lakes here in Australia. I do hope to see the outback at some point. Maybe a train trip! J
Anyways that is all I am going to write on this subject. 11 more days till I’m back home. It feels good to think about.
All the best,
-Mathias