Day 2

We woke early and decided to give the free breakfast a try... we won't be doing that again! We then had a few bits to sort out in the Chinatown area so we set about doing all that stuff first. Next we set off for the Harbour Bridge to ask about a bridge climb we'd heard great things about. We booked a climb for 16:45 (on this day as the bridge is closed over the weekend.) This is when Corrie was told the climb would take 3 and 1/2 hours! We set off back to the hostel to get changed, then we had to, pretty much, go straight back to the bridge!!!

We spent a good half hour getting kitted out and prepped for the climb... All items (e.g. Sunglasses, hats, gloves etc) had to be clipped to the sexy onesies (Corrie's prefers the one she got for Christmas!) The climb itself was amazing, it was very high and quite windy (or blowing a gale as Corrie seems to think, even using the gloves at one point!) The views were more than worth it though and you could see from Bondi Beach to the Blue Mountains. Unfortunately we don't have any photos as cameras were not allowed! We got to spend quite a long time at the top of the bridge before the part Corrie had being dreading finally arrived... the descent! This involved going down some very steep ladders that ran inbetween some train tracks, and we were all lucky enough to avoid having a train pass whilst halfway down!

As this finished at about 20:00 we decided to hunt for food, stopping off at The Fortune of War (Sydney's oldest pub) for a quick schooner of Tooheys each. The hunt for food didn't go well as we ended up next door to our hostel before we found somewhere cheap enough!!! "Best Thai" turned out to be extremely nice despite our first impressions of the look of the place, we'll probably be going there again. The portions were massive but this was no issue for us as we hadn't eaten since midday and we'd walked our way around most of the city.

Finally, we were glad the thai place was this close to the hostel as we were knackered! There was one final hurdle for us to overcome though as we found the hostel doors were locked! We tried our key in the front door, then went round the back and tried the back ones too. After much cursing we made a note of the phone number and Danny was setting off the call this in a rage when Corrie found another door... right next to the main entrance, and at last we could go to bed!