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Sydney stop over

I called in to see my good friend from school days Gemma-Jube and to meet her husband Sandy on my stop over in Sydney. It was a great break in the city to get over jet lag and spend some time with Jube after many years living in different continents.

I also got in a night out in Manly with one of my London friends & Manly local Leigh getting to see the lay of the land for the princess of local architecture.
Here are some of the highlights.

Visiting Leigh in Manly
Sydney Opera House by night

Sydney Harbour Bridge 
An Oxygen Bar in Darling Harbour -
you know the Ozzies and their love of hot air



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