Is ignorance bliss? 12-29-11

Conversation of interest:

Anonymous man #1 "I have been in Sydney for 2 nights and 2 and a half days and still haven't seen a kangaroo."

Anonymous man #2 "That has got to be the most ignorant thing you have ever said."

A conversation between two lost American souls in my company on the subway back from Sydney Olympic Park.  Lost in the quite literal sense of the phrase.  A hilarious, albeit generally stereotypical affirming quip struck me as how ignorant we in general can be.  Just a thought.  An irrelevant but interesting observation.

I'm sitting anxiously waiting for the arrival of midnight.  There is a general sense of fervent anticipation within the group that is making the writing of this blog a bit of an expedited process out of necessity.

Our second day continued much like our first early in the morning with a fast paced, get after it attitude.  Our anticipated plan of attack was to walk the Sydney Harbor Bridge which we had previously gawked at the day before at afar from circular quay harbor.  We took a bus up to the general area to walk the length of the bridge and then back...a benign activity, but an incredible and powerful walk nonetheless.  Watching the bridge walkers trace the tallest structural member of the bridge back and forth seemed at once alluring.  Then I saw their harnesses and railings.  Maybe i would shell out $200 dollars to walk over the bridge and back with generally the same path we did for free IF there was some sort of danger involved.  Maybe.

After climbing one of the tall supporting pylon on the city side of the bridge to take in the views and absorb a little bit of construction history, we were off for more walking and more attempted absorption to the Sydney Museum.  The only super interesting aspect of the museum was the location which had an outline of the original footings of the first Governors mansion.  Pretty cool to pin point the origination of an exploding metropolitan city; right in the middle of the mayhem.  The surfing exhibit made me itch to get out of the museum and on to the beach for some attempted wave riding.  Soon enough my friend, soon enough.

I am a little screwy on the days I am writing about given I am writing them several days prior, but I will get caught up eventually.  Sitting on the porch I am being rallied by my cohorts to begin the revelry that is New Years.  Time to strap on my dancing shoes and tear this town a new one.  Possibly I will be able to write about yesterday later today.  Definitely need to get caught up.  Hard to sit down and regurgitate so much incredible action and beautiful sights when there is so much more out there to see.  Let's go see some more.

Cheers.