Day 1: Arriving in Sydney

As I was flying into the Sydney airport, I figured out that I did not remember the prime minister of Australia’s name. I found this very important because it emphasized the fact that Australia is forgotten country and not much is known about it. When I came off the plane, I met Deirdre Macken and Glenn Hunt who were from the Sydney Morning Herald and wanted to show me around for the day. First we went to the Museum of Sydney where I found it quite boring even though it’s outside appearance was quite exciting. Next we took a ferry to Taronga Zoo wharf so we could walk the rest of the way to Deirdre’s house so we could eat lunch. After lunch we went to a beach suburb called Manly where I learned how to boogie board……. Sort of, but I mostly sank in the waves. I had a pretty major scare towards the end of the boogie boarding day because I almost got stung by a Portuguese man-of-war which would not feel good at all. Lastly I went with them to a rugby club, which is kind of like a casino here in the U.S., with its endless rows of slot machines that the Australians waste a lot of money on.