"Facing the North Pole in August"
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Today (Sunday), I slept in till 9:30 a.m. because for about an hour in the middle of the night I was coughing like crazy. On the plus side, I feel good now (8:30 p.m. on Sunday).
I didn't write any fiction today, so this morning I did my hour online then went out.
I caught lunch at an "international" food court at a local mall -- on Pitt Street for those of you keeping score at home. I got a lamb sandwich and hot tea. The lamb was tasty and tangy!
I spent the afternoon hitting record stores looking for two obscure Australian albums: the aforementioned Models one and Turkish Delight by the Persian Rugs, a Hoodoo Gurus side project. Two of the record stores were within walking distance, both called Red Eye. They didn't have either album, nonetheless I bought a black tote bag from them for seven bucks. It's pretty cool, has their logo on the front. Comes in handy. Now I don't have to carry in a plastic bag my cell, camera, map and latest novel I'm reading (Damaged Goods by Russell T. Davies).
In the midafternoon I took a cab out to another record store, Utopia. They were mainly a metal and goth shop, so no help there. But it was across from Victoria Park and the University of Sydney.
I took a bus back to the hotel. For dinner I went to the Sydney Harbour and ate at City Extra. Had vegetarian lasagna and orange juice. It was good.
Afterwards I cruised the harbor, taking tons of pics of the Opera House, plant life and boats.
I'm back at the hotel now. Gonna hang out, then crash soon. Got a big day tomorrow. Going out to the Blue Mountains, which is a two-hour drive. It'll be my last day here.
Boat at the Sydney Harbour bearing my niece's name.
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