Thursday
Bit of a lie-in - we are on holiday after all - then grabbed a quick pizza before our afternoon coffee cruise around Sydney Harbour. Impressed the Aussies seem to enjoy a good skinful on their lunch-hour, disappointed not to be served by an Edinburgh barmaid (so it's not an exchange programme then?). Having been cloudy when we first opened the curtains - Andie was, needless to say, unimpressed at this - fortunately it brightened up substantially during the cruise and our moods with it. The cruise itself was certainly comprehensive - we now know the price of real estate in all of urban and suburban Sydney (maybe the tour guide was sacked as an estate agent for similarly tellng clients where and when Russell Crowe jogs or where Mel Gibson's accountant lives). Stunning scenery obviously.
Headed up to our 36th floor cocktail bar (Blu Horizons - oh dear) for pre-dinner Bellinis with, as you would now expect, a fabulous harbour view. We eschewed the dubious delights of it's sister restaurant, Altitude (suckling pig stuffed with foie gras - no thanks, cobber) to visit the fabulous Doyles by the Quay. Right up our street, it's a family run seafood restaurant with simple tasty food and such a great attention to detail they even have their own small vineyard (delicious unoaked chardonnay). A delight.
