Same Shit, Different Year.

Hello every one and welcome to Sydney!
For those that dont know, we arrived in Sydney on 30/12 after a last gasp decision to uproot from Melbourne and head to the Emerald City for the NYE celebrations (something we always wanted to do!)
We landed early am on the Friday before NYE and were recommended to take the airport shuttle bus which would drop us off outside our hotel. We parted with the $12 each and waited patiently for a minibus to arrive. Well, when it did, the driver was a complete lunatic... he forgot where everyone was staying and nearly crashed into two buses while driving at 70kph! after half an hour of the supposedly 20 min journey, Pol and I said we'd had enough and got out by the hilton.. we were then refused further passage by another shuttle bus driver unless we paid him $5. Bunch of con artists.. (note to all.. do not take the airport shuttle bus if the driver is called Sean!)
When we had finally found our accommodation, we had a quick snooze and went out to explore the vastness in front of us... it were kewl, albeit rather rainy! we went to the Sydney Opera House (Pol HAD to touch it!) and supped a cold glass of wine by the river while Fork lightning loomed menacingly overhead.

NYE was a blast.. we wandered into the quay area around the bridge around 5.30pm to be blown away by the number of people that were already there (a fellow traveller had warned us to arrive early)We sat in the street hobbo stylee and drank cans of KB which to our increasing consternation, seemed to be attracting much larfter and picture proposals..(why?) Well, the fireworks came and went, Pol ran around trying to see them whilst, i, the faithful lapdog, followed while apologising to the people she had left in her wake!
When the clock struck 12.10am, the police asked everyone to leave so we joined the crush of nearly 1,000,000 people, all trying to escape the same place. After re-meeting our Swedish chums, we scoffed a mediocre kebab and retired hurt.
Bit of a change to the usual on New Years day - We went to the beach and basked in the sunshine whilst fighting off a nagging hangover! Bondi beach by the way.. is kewl! there is however, too many British Lobsters and on a sunny day, nearly 30,000 people descend on the resort.
We started looking for work on Tuesday of last week and in the second agency we visited, we scored! yippee! I am now employed as an office dogs body with the New South Wales Fire Brigade's Industrial Relations team and the Polster is working in a customer service department updating customer record! (havent we scored big?!) Moved into a shared house on Sunday and are both in the process of knuckling down and saving some dollar (in other words - we is skint!) pay day is a week away so its early nights and foxtel movies for us until then!

Parents: We will call you when we have some more cash - i.e Next week.. but we are ok and doing grand!
Anyone else that still reads this: We need more comments.. you all promised so much and then collapsed. Rather like the England Cricket team i may add... Come on.. lets have some more news from back home!

Col: Hows the work etc? Back in Manc yet?
Matt s: Wobble

Lots of larve and hugs

Polly and Ali