Let the parties begin. Australians have lots of pubs; and with that, consumption of "liquid" goes with it, unrestricted it seems. As the elation escalates, the louder the happy sound goes. And silliness being exhibited for all to see. One group, two of the members were so "happy" that they slid around on the ground in front of the Circular Quay. It was raining hard. Moments later, a skinny dipping ensured by the dock. Then there was a group playing an imitation of hacky sac with a beer can next to the Four Seasons. Then as we settled into our supper overlooking the Opera House, a group of boys and girls were arguing. In the end, we had a very dramatic show down of a small petite "woman" slapping a Herculious shaped "man". How fitting to see a "soap opera" showdown in front of the world famous Opera House.
Circular Quay's restaurants can go extreme; from fancy to your normal Denny's type establishments. We finally settled for the view in front of the Opera House. The food was acceptable but the service sucked. My Rock Oysters were good as well as the Sword fish; the fish tender and not overcooked.
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