So don’t expect to see any sunny beaches or verdant garden shots in this post. This is Sydney by NIGHT, baby.
As always, let’s start with food. Imagine my delight upon discovering a Peruvian restaurant near Phil’s campus, La Cocina Peruana! Philari ordered a combination goat and pork stew…
… yucas fritas (wave back to Phil!)…
…and also some tamales peruanos and refried beans.
We took a night walk across the Harbour Bridge and Phil stopped to enjoy the view.
The full moon and clouds were pretty cool. Plus, I love exciting activities that I don’t have to pay for.
A bit bigger than Adelaide!
Another night we hung in Kings Cross to take a stroll and enjoy the company of homeless men and the wafting scent of cheap perfume coming from the strip clubs. Ah, Phil, you’re so romantic!
We then hung in Surry Hills and enjoyed a latte next to a classy tattoo & piercing parlor. Phil should teach courses on the use of romantic locales to sustain a long term long, distance relationship. Nothing but swank all the way when Philari’s in the house.
We chowed on some Thai food with Phil’s classmate and his wife.
We also caught a live show of a funk band called The Hands at a venue called The Basement.
We drank The Beer and The Wine and did The Groove throughout The Night and I mastered The Double Fist.
The Trip to Sydney was The Bomb but now I’m back to The Masters and The Study in Adelaide.