From feeling fancy to being caught in a rain storm. Sydney was a bit of a wild card but at least a nice man offered is umbrella. After attending Cinemuisca at the Sydney Opera House I opted for a relaxing evening. I hung out with some new mates on the rooftop before we went out for a walk and got caught in the rain. Needless to say the night was cut short. (We probably should have turned it into a puddle jumping night but oh well, you win some you lose some – speaking of which I already wrote this whole post and somehow deleted it instead of posting it so yeah.. I lost in that case)
Okay continuing on. The next morning I walked around to some different cafes before James and I headed over to Darling Harbour. This is a neat area of Sydney although we didn’t do much, just a casual walk around. Of course the KPMG building caught my eye… Well placed. I also tried my first frozen Coke which apparently gets a lot of hype so that was neat.
That evening James and I took a walk to find the “Kanye Loves Kanye” mural. Classic.
Guess what? A week later the mural was painted over (the artist left one pinky. Too funny). Well done to the artist, PLEASE SHARE THE FORTUNE (just the yeezys thanks)
Later that night I discovered that not only was New Zealand a small island (like I mentioned a million times) but this whole world is so small. Brett, a Canadian that I met in Dunedin NZ was flying into Sydney for the night and happened to at the same hostel in the same room. What’re the odds.
A little later in the evening a new face showed up and he and drank entirely too much or something and ended up trying to fight everyone and then just passed out. The hostel employees took him to the couch in the lobby and he was there til the next afternoon. (I’ll be honest I was part of the “take care of him crew” temporarily putting towels and a garbage can out and stuff. During this time I may or may not have gotten a photo of him but that would be too mean to post.)
Anyways, the next day was okay. I mean it’s not like it was one of the best days of my life or anything…
Kidding. I WENT SKYDIVING.
I woke up early and headed over to the shuttle where I had an hour long ride because I was doing the only beach skydive in Sydney so it’s a little ways away.
Once we arrived in Wollonglong we all got our gear and learned the techniques we would be using. I met a couple of really cool girls. We discussed the fact that we had all decided to do this within the two days prior. Last minute
My heart was beating out of my chest.
I met the instructor who would be jumping with me (also found out he has jumped in Kalispell Montana before) and we headed off in another shuttle to the airport.
We were pretty high up when I asked my instructor if we jump from that high. His response? “We jump from more than 3x this height and you free fall further than this.” Oh. Okay.
So uh… All I had were some sharp turns and spins at which point he took back control before I killed us both. Good thinking dude.
We landed safe and sound (thank you Jesus) and might have accidentally landed our parachute on someone. Oops. I was speechless. Such an incredible experience.
The next day I hiked to Manly Beach to relax for the day considering I had just been a bird the day prior. Felt like I deserved to tryout the beach bum thing now.
It began to rain and I decided to go to the cinema and watch Eye in the Sky.