Birds, Bats and Boomerangs

Right of the boat (ROB) in Sydney we encounter the funniest bird. It looks like a pelican on South Beach Diet with a cartoonish presence. It's hard to know if the bird is a friend or a fou. It's strutting along in Hyde Park in the middle of Sydney and is an very akward sight for someone that is used to encounter birds on their back, broiled and battered. See, my view on animals is simple - they should be quiet, tender and work well with any medium bodied red.

Halfway through our vacation we walked through the Botanic Gardens. It's the most accommodating and peaceful place in Sydney, right between Woolloomooloo, the business district and the Sydney Opera. There, in a tree, hung hundreds of bats. The missus freaked out a little bit while I stayed absolutely calm. Holy crap, Batman!

But mother of all that's good and pure - we didn't see any Boomerang-throwing Aussies on their Walk-Abouts. I'm a little disappointed I must say. I'm a big aficionado of local culture and would prefer being greated by original tribal folks. Did not happen.