A Manly day

20/08/11

Now this blog entry may sound like we spent that day fixing cars and lifting weights but in fact it describes our trip out to Manly. As you can imagine we were loving the photo opportunities this presented. Manly gym the Manly map and so on. So it was with some hangovers we embarked on the ferry crossing from Sydney harbour (much nicer in the sun) to Manley. Whilst it may have been sunny no one told the sea that it should be calm so we were treated to an Alton tower type ride with the boat bouncing and listing very heavily. Just what the nurse prescriber ordered for a hangover.

After 29 minutes with our breakfast just about still in our stomachs we were in Manley. Chicken being a brit around striped off and headed into the incredibly rough sea along with the others fully clad in wet suits and surfing. And it is at this point I decided that I was going to enjoy living by the beech in New Zealand as for everywhere I looked there were men in taught neoprene, semi undressed and completely undressed. Think James will have to give me bromine to keep me calm once we get to Napier!

So after this swim and porn session we headed to the fish and chip shop as when you’re in a place like Manly (Scarborough on crack in chicken’s words) you have to have fish and chips. Unfortunately the other entire tourist agreed and we engaged in the cue ride for 30 minutes to get our chips. The only saving grace was the fact they were very very good.

After a stole along the promenade again bring back memories of home- Yes it may be blowing a gale and it may be cold but we are on holiday and we will enjoy the beech said the many tourists who were also engaging is this pass time. Soon after we were eating ice-cream- yes it might be cold but we are by the sea side dam it!

We then engaged in the vomit inducting ferry ride back and came to the conclusion that Melbourne is far better than Sydney. Let me lay out our case. Melbourne has arts, culture and lots of green space in the city. Its people are friendly and the bouncers are not uniformly rude. Sydney feels more like a big city there is no green space or arts scene the people are less friendly and the bouncers just rude. So in the words of James let us settle this for once Melbourne is fabulous and Sydney sucks… End of.

The evening saw chicken be very adventurous and head out on his own to watch a Newcastle derby match which I am sure he will describe in his blog special but for all that really needs to be said was Come on Toon Toon army. 1-0