Genuine Ham, Pressed by Actual Armadillos

Country Number Two -- Australia.

Made it in today at about 7am (got up at 2:30am for the flight -- ugh), and after an hour and a half line at customs just to tell them that I didn't have any broccoli, bananas or livestock in my backpack, I made it into the sunlight of Sydney. I'm very thankful for the uptick in temperature -- I don't think I'll need my wool sweater anymore.

So, I was pretty tired when I got in, but I spent all day walking anyway... it felt good to be in a sunny city again. I went to the New South Wales Art Gallery, watched a soccer game in Hyde Park (two companies playing each other I think, and in the middle of the day), checked out the Royal Botanical Gardens. And though I had no plans to see it today... there it was: the Sydney Opera House. As touristy as something like that can be, there's something about seeing it in person. It really was an impressive sight. I must've taken 5 or 6 mediocre photos, and then just gawked at it with a grin on my face. I can see the whole shell-design thing I guess, but truth be told, I thought it looked a bit more like a gaggle of armadillos mooning the city. I don't know; as I said, I was tired.