Return to Sydney

Chicken curry is one of my most favorite things in the world to eat, and I have never had so much curry in the span of two weeks as I did on this trip.  I had curry at home, curry at the hotel, curry at Jason & Sue's (Kaz's brother and sister-in-law), and curry at the airport.  All of it was homemade, and all of it was awesome.  Below, Kaz is cleaning the curry container after I ate it at the airport. :-)

 

Our flight back to Sydney.  Kaz played with the filters on my phone to remove any imperfections in our skin, but I think it looks weird and makes my nose look bigger. :-)

 

Ok, so no trip is complete until we've gotten told off for some damn thing.  We took the train from the Sydney Airport and everything was fine.  Kaz and I were having a conversation in a relatively low tone of voice when out of nowhere, this woman from the upper level came halfway down the stairs and berated us for talking.  She said this was a QUIET carriage... "They MADE an ANNOUNCEMENT about it!"   WTF??  When people are travelling, they NEED to be able to communicate to each other.  We were both really put out.  After she sat back down, Kaz was loudly going "SHHHHHHH!" for the rest of the ride just to piss her off.  As we got off the train, I yelled out "BE QUIET!"  This kind of thing is exactly why Sydney sucks!

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