26.11.2011 - 26.11.2011
Toni and me are going to the Free City Tour. We are seeing all the main sights within the CBD (Central Business District). The guide is a quite funny mate who knows how to create a fun time for the tourists. He tells us, that in the early times Australia didn't even have money. The currency they used was rum. I guess that's a pretty awesome combination: convicts, alcohol, and a huge island with nothing much to do on it, but making “friends” with the indigenous people. Which is political correct talk, meaning to kidnap them in order to teach them the English language and get to know their culture.
After the tour was ended we reached the Sydney Opera House. One of the most iconic symbols of Sydney. There we take a very spontaneous photograph, showing to other people, how much fun the tour was. It was so much fun, that out of a sudden everybody was jumping in the air. Coincidentally the tour-guide had his camera ready right in that moment, so we could take home a nice memory of the free city tour.
Afterwards Toni and I went back home to change clothes in order to try out the “Orbit Bar” Which was recommended by the tour guide. It's one of those skyscraper rotating bars where you easily get lost if you stand up to go to the bathroom and when returning don't remember anymore where you are seated, because the bar has moved itself once around. Funny fact: If you want to grab a drink in there you have to spend at least 8 $ Which is kinda easy, because the cheapest beer costs 8,50 $. So we went there to take advantage of the amazing view over the city of Sydney and left after the first drink again.
Also interesting is, that Sydney just has few skyscrapers due to the fact, that Australian people are quite wealthy and also they have a huge empty country at hand so they don't see the need to build up to the sky put prefer to have their own houses.
After the Orbit Bar we went to the Bar Century which was considered to be the cheapest place in town as they serve every drink for 3 $ only. But as we arrived there we needed to recognize that obviously we have not been the only ones on a Saturday night to go for the Bar Century. We found ourselves in the back of a long cue but I wouldn't be let in anyway, because I didn't take my ID with me. And although I'm close to the magical 30 now I still will be asked for my ID. That's hilarious. We finished the evening in a bar where we were able to enter through the entrance to the gambling area which was not observed by the bumpers at that time. Lucky us!