We had an early start today and took a nice ride around the city seeing many wonderful sights. We had some wonderful wildlife sightings today. We saw a pair of Rainbow Lorikeets. Apparently these are found in the Rain Forest. We saw virtually no wildlife on our Rain Forest tour but we saw these two lovelies here in Sydney.

We also saw a kookaburra and a myna bird.


The real prize was the ferry ride that brought us by the Sydney Opera House, the main attraction for today.

The Opera House looked every bit as lovely as it has the hundreds of times that I have seen it in print or on television. We went on a one hour tour which was superb. We also bought tickets to hear Mussorgsky’s “Pictures at an Exhibition”. When I first learned that we were going to have this opportunity I became very excited. I am not a classical music aficionado but this is a piece that I am very familiar with and enjoy very much. Unfortunately this is a performance for kids so I might have to deal with some unruly 5 year old but who cares, we will be listening to classical music in the world famous Sydney Opera House.
The bridge over the harbor is also part of this iconic view. We could see individuals on top of the bridge. Apparently when crossing you are strapped to the bridge to prevent you from falling over.


We found out that the city officials were initially very reluctant to allow anyone to take people across the top of the bridge. The person who wanted to start this business was repeatedly given reasons why he could not conduct this venture. He must have been a persistent individual because he eventually got approval and for $250 you can be taken across the top of the bridge.
After our great tour of the Opera House we had lunch at the Museum of Contemporary Art and then headed back to the room. We did have some optional free time but I wasn’t feeling well so we headed back. I know sometimes people die on these trips so I asked Patrice, “If I die who would you take on our Africa trip in May?” She said “I wouldn’t go, I would cancel the trip.” I told her she shouldn’t cancel because as I told her, “I don’t want to make you suffer after I die. It’s enough that I make you suffer while I am alive”. I am really feeling awful, so I better get to bed. I hope to write more tomorrow if I live through the night.
Patrice here now. How could I even consider going on a trip to Africa if Robert was to die? By the way are any of you readers available from May 22 to June 13th this year?