Tuesday, December 10, 2019

A very strange day in Sydney

Well our heat curse still follows us with one of the hottest days of the year predicted for today and to make it even better, since Sydney i s surrounded by bush fires it was the smokiest day ever recorded.
Even stranger our ship has gone missing. At 4pm it was tied up in front of our hotel, 2 hours later, after dinner at a thai restaurant, the ship was gone. I checked its sattellite tracker a few minutes ago, to find it well out to sea & heading east. I dont know what this means or what is going on.
If we do find the ship we probably won't be able to post to the blog for a while.


                                                                At the Rocks.


                                                    Our ship before it disappeared.


                                                          We visited his grave at Bourke.


                                                                   Where is it now ?


                                        The smoke this morning, it was to get much worse later.


                                                                     Smoke.


                                                                   Botanical gardens.

















                                                                  NSW Gallery.


                                                     A big steel Captain Cook, inside.


                                                 The original of a very famous painting.


                                                              Is this Geoff Boston ?





                                                            Getting worse outside.







                                                    Heading into a very smoky city.


           We went to go to Manly by ferry but this happened because of the smoke.


  The missing ship with the harbour bridge invisible right behind, The smoke was now stinging our                                                                                       throats.


                                                             Back at the Brauhaus.


                                         We wish we knew where it was.


                                                           The narrow Nurse Lane.


                                  Dusk, the smoke is clearing & a chilly Southerly blowing.


                                             An empty ship shaped space, quite worrying.



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