Christmas in Sydney

Only 4 days spent in Sydney and the Norwegian cold and dark already feels so far away.

After a 26 hours long trip from Oslo to Copenhagen and Singapore, we landed in Sydney Saturday night, 10 hours closer to Christmas than back home. All the luggage arrived, including my beloved swag, that had to be sent as special luggage due to its dimensions. A taxi drove as to Manly, where we have rented a beautiful studio in Kangaroo Street. What better address could we get for the first days down under.

Noisy Rainbow Lorikeets in our small garden woke us up on Christmas Eve. I just love these birds; the colours are fantastic and I can’t get used to having these beautiful birds in the garden instead of sparrows and magpies. After brekkie, as they call it here, we went straight to the beach and enjoyed the waves. Of course, Robin had to get a boogie board later the same day and is having great fun with it. We had to remind ourselves again and again that it was Christmas Eve – everything was so different than home. The Australians prefer to spend the day at the beach, many of them with Santa Clause Hats. Christmas dekoration

The following days we spent both in Manly and downtown Sydney. Weather could have been better to be honest, but it feels wrong to complain. It was just a little too cold and windy to go to the beach, but perfectly fine for other activities, like the Sydney Aquarium.

Yesterday we spent most of the day picking up our Toyota Hilux. Paperwork, checking the car, and choosing all the camping gear took time. Right now, I have no clue how we ever will manage to store our luggage, food and water supplies and all the other equipment that follows. I guess we’ll use the coming days and weeks to figure out some smart systems how to organize ourselves. Hilux

So now we’re off, hitting the road towards Melbourne. Our ferry to Tasmania is leaving Saturday evening, which leaves us two and a half days for nearly 900 km.