Sydney Festival and Fireworks - Saturday 7th January

Saturday 7^th January

We started the day off by walking to Pyrmont and I’ve decided that that’s where I’d like to live next. We’re currently applying for a place in Woolloomooloo; the is small and cluttered but it’s convenient for Phil’s new workplace. Pyrmont is next to Darling Harbour, which has a fantastic shopping centre and an array of great restaurants, including an IHOP-style pancake house, much to Phil’s delight. We walked through the shopping centre (actually, we’ve been there about 3 times already) and saw an O2 bar. It’s a bar that sells scented oxygen that is delivered through a hospital-style cannula that hooks over your ears, and two jets of air are sprayed into your nostrils. The oxygen content is around 90% compared with the normal levels of around 20%, which is in the air we breathe everyday. Apparently, it is good for hangovers, jet-lag and general well-being and it’s supposed to be the next big thing in the US and Europe. I’ve never seen anything so peculiar! My Mum says that if we are going to try it and post pictures on Facebook then we should give people notice first to prevent unnecessary panic that one of us seriously ill in hospital.

Read about it here: O2 Bar, Sydney

Even if it is good, they still look stoopid

We spent the afternoon in Hyde Park at the first day of the Sydney Festival. Norman Jays was playing a set in his big red bus and the music was mellow and soulful – really relaxing. We also saw a Dixieland Jazz band who we loved so we’re hoping to go and see them at a proper gig this Thursday. Whilst walking behind the bus on the way back from the toilets we bumped into Jay Kay from Jamiroquai dancing around. All Phil could say to him was “Oh my word!!!” He looked a bit sweaty, drunk and bewildered so I pulled Phil away and we had a laugh about it on the way home.

That evening, we headed back to Darling Harbour for the free fireworks display that is taking place each Saturday in January. Anybody that knows me well will know that fireworks are my all-time favourite things and we were grinning and laughing at how spectacular they were and how long they lasted. The display was immense. We walked back home and had a couple of beers whilst watching The Big Bang Theory before Phil fell asleep on the sofa and we called it a night.