Looking at the bridge from the Opera House.
We walked the length of the Harbour Bridge and then back again as we looked for the ticket office to make a reservation for the bridge climb experience (tomorrow at sunrise). There is so much to take in that none of us minded retracing our steps.
We even saw a brightly colored bird squawking in a tree one that normally we would only see on the Tropics Trail at the zoo in MN. but, there it was just off the staircase to the bridge living it's free and easy life.
After exploring the bridge well we walked back over toward the Circular Quay (pronounced key) and mounted the grand steps to the Opera House. We all snapped a billion photos. Shelby kept saying what we've all been thinking this whole trip, "We can't believe we are here." All the pinching in the world still makes it seem like a dream, but here we are.
We were all a little tuckered out after all our morning walking (plus we hit another Sunday market and met some artists and looked at all the trinkets, soaps, paintings and jewelry...bought nothing but a feast for the eyes). So we all came back to the hotel around three and just swam and relaxed a few hours. It felt lovely.
Dinner late and to bed right away so we can make our tee time at the bridge. We made the girls lay out their clothes and commanded Gillian to put her contacts in extra quick in the morn early. We are prepped and a little tiny bit nervous. It's a long way up and back down.
More excitement tomorrow.
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