281 last day camping trip 27.4.2019

I made another early morning walk; the sky was not extra blue but also not threatening with rain. When I came back 30min later, Doron had finished “his side” of the tent and I got the feeling it would be better to do the same on “my” side soon, too, because it was getting more and more grey. But exactly when I was ready and we were about taking off the tent, it started raining and it became stronger every minute. We couldn’t stop with the half tent, so we finished it and everything including us got wet. Markus had started preparing breakfast and it was hard to decide what to do – leaving, waiting or setting up the tarp to have a shelter. Finally, we packed everything and left our place in the “Great lakes Marine Park” with the options to stop somewhere on the way to Sydney, either a resting area for our last “camping-like” breakfast or brunch or sitting down in a café.
We made a first stop at Heatherbrae Pies restaurant, at first with the idea to take them with us for our later breakfast, but if you talk too much about food, you can get hungry, so we sat down and enjoyed four different but all tasty pies.
Faster than expected by M’n’D, we were back in Sydney where we crossed the Harbour bridge and made a stop at Marouba beach to have another coffee and watch the people surfing and swimming while we felt a bit cold.

At Botany Bay, we saw some fortifications of WW II and a Tower that had once served for spotting smugglers.


And then we were back in Redfern….
In a group of four, we cleared a lot (but not all!) stuff from the car and went again out to complete a more touristic day in Sydney. We went to The rocks markets where Doron bought some licorice specialites for M.Chr, and then we walked to the opera. In front of the opera, some girls performed a K-Pop dance and later, Doron found that on youtube, but we were not in the video.


The culinary end of the evening was in the “spice alley” that gave me a tasty flash-back to South-East Asia, because you found street-food of all these countries packed in a small area.

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