Tuesday dawned quite nice for a walk round the headland
but that didn't last long ...
(the cloud cover/mist got worse than this - now you see it,
now you don't) so, apart from a trip into Mona Vale for shopping, we
did the final prep for the Burma leg of the trip and otherwise didn't
stir.
Wednesday looked a wee bit better so we bussed it to Manly
for a kayaking session. Best laid plans though - they'd decided, about
20 minutes before we arrived, to cancel on safety grounds (too windy).
Shame because otherwise it looked a decent day - not so sunny so as to
burn us...
Ah well. Last day in Sydney though so not to be wasted - the
Manly Museum and Art Gallery is just along the beach and had a good
exhibition on the interaction between Manly's Aboriginal people and the
new arrivals, and a portrait exhibition by Bill Leak, NSW's leading
modern portrait painter (with subjects as diverse as Donald Bradman to Dame Edna!) Talking of fame and fortune, the beach
path to the Museum is dedicated Australian Olympians, but not just any
old Australians... Manly's first gold medallist (in 1900)
was a Wallaby, and all three gold medallist at the 1924 Games hailed from Manly. Clearly something
high grade in the water...
So it's goodbye and thanks Sydney (and goodbye and huge
thanks to Fiona and Gordon, and Uncle John); we're being picked up by a
04.00 shuttle tomorrow for the airport and our Singapore Airways flight,
via Singapore, to Rangoon. Early to bed.
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