Gregor and I got on the bus and headed to Circular Quay to catch the ferry to Olympic Park. It was a long ferry ride, filled with a bunch of seniors that got off on one island. We figure it’s some sort of euthanasia program.
Olympic Park was hot, with not a heck of a lot going on. We wandered around for about an hour, checking out the cauldron, and some stadiums – plus a list of all the volunteers and athletes in the Olympics.
Back on the ferry we headed to Manly Beach and swam in some very wavy water for a good little while. Lay on the beach for a while and read after that. We were going to go back in the ocean, but some jellyfish were being washed ashore, and the lifeguards suggested that there were more in the water. We took the ferry back to Circular Quay and headed back to Louvelle’s house.
At night, the three of us headed to a new Mexican place here in Glebe, and had a delicious meal.