So, I got sent to Sydney.

I wonder, is that a bit like being sent to an Australian version of Coventry? – (which by the way, if you’re not familiar with the expression – being ‘sent to Coventry is an ‘old’ English expression which means to be sent somewhere bad).

All good fun you may think, I get to large it up on company expenses, stay out all night drinking and partying and can snore all night long in a hotel bed that gets made for me every morning.


Well, actually, not awesome.

The sad reality of being away from home and staying in a hotel on my own means meals for one, working late (*its 11:30pm and I’m still working) and eventually sending for mediocre (actually, I’ve just ordered butter chicken curry, and it’s not too bad) room service as I’ve kind run out of enthusiasm for yet another trip out to find food.


The other think I don’t like is that the hotel I’m staying in is a good walk from the office.  About 30 mins to be exact.  And Sydney is very humid.


Anyway, its not all doom and gloom – well, actually, thats not true – its is all doom and gloom – its been terribly overcast here so far – thick cloud, heavy rain, thunderstorms etc.  So I’ve been somewhat stunted in my ability to take any photos.  Well, that and the long work hours.

I did get a few shots on my first day here, before the heavens opened and the mother of all storms rolled in – so, here, for your viewing pleasure are some photos 🙂

weird stormy skies from my hotel room

Apocalypse Sydney


convention centre

morning skies from my hotel room

Darling Harbour at night

So, there you g0 – its either work or shots from my hotel – hopefully tomorrow it might be sunny and I can take some photos of a nice bright city…

Sydney part 2

So my trip to Sydney is done and I’m back home in a slightly chilly Perth.

The training course was pretty intense and by the last day my brain was not taking in any more information – was so glad to be heading home.

Interesting things about Sydney.

1.  Double decker trains.  brilliant idea – fit twice the number of people on the train.  Perth, listen up.

2.  On the trains, the seat backs could be moved so you can always sit in the direction of travel  Another good idea.

3.  The coffee was pretty good.

4.  The harbour bridge is brown

5.  The opera house was a bit smaller than I thought but looked lovely in the sunset

6.  Darling harbour is pretty at night, but lacks character

7.  You can’t buy a pint – only schooners, which are just over 1/2 a pint.  meh!

8.  The traffic was terrible

9.  The taxi drivers are nuts.

Which leads me on to the ride from the airport to the hotel when I first got there.

The guy was a psycho.  I should have realised he accelerated over the speed bumps and practically ran other cars off the road and that was before we left the ramp out of arrivals.    He was basically full on the throttle until just before the point of a fatal crash when he hit the brakes as hard as he could.  I think he hit the speed limit on the way out of the airport and then back outside the hotel – other than that, warp nine all the way

He drove like a madman, but I suspect, given his nationality (which I won’t mention), this may just be the way he was taught.    How we got to the hotel without killing someone or dying in a fireball I will never know – I was so scared my hands were dripping with sweat.  Ferrari would be wise to seek him out for next years Grand Prix season.

Anyway – work, beer, food, wine, train, rinse, repeat.

Except for one evening, where I popped out to get a pic of Darling Harbour all lit up.

Darling Harbour

Can’t wait to go back with the missus and a lot more time.