Our bridge climb yesterday was a wonderful experience – the view of Sydney was great, and it was fun being on top of such a huge old structure, 134 meters above sea level. It was just too bad about all the smoke from the forest fires on the horizon, which reduced visibility a lot; on a clear day we would have been able to see all the way to the Blue Mountains, now we could only see as far as the Olympic Stadium, a couple of miles away.

In the evening we went to King Cross to check out the nightlife – we had some food and beers, but the place is a bit too rowdy for my tastes, with strip joints, hookers and cars cruising the streets with music blaring. Maybe I’m just getting too old? Anyway, tonight we’re going to Oxford Street, which I hear is a lot more laid back.