  Basicly I spent most of the day sleeping, this is a new pastime that I find goes well with reading and drinking.
When we did get into Sydney, looking particularly smart as well (I had shoes on, shoes for the love of [insert relevant diety]), we were just in time for the 9pm fireworks which weren't too shabby but were a bit difficult to see as the railway bridge was in the way. After all that excitment we went for a drink in a bar called The Ship Inn where we met a couple called Philip and Kathryn who were Irish and Australian respectivly. Had a good chat about something I forget and drank a few beers before the 12pm fireworks which were significantly more explosive and rather nice.
This is where the evening took a bit of a downer as we went back to the bar and were told we couldn't go in to use the loos even though we had bought drinks. So it was off to the public station toilets which turned out to be overflowing with all sorts of unmentionables:s Then as we walked around the streets we noticed some guy about to have his head kicked in saved only by some members of the public (No coppers in sight), crazy town. Then everything was made better by some lady who played the bagpipes under a bridge, she was grewat so we gave her $20 and went home vowing to not go back to Sydney:p 
