Back in Sydney I became the proud owner of a bank card then caught the ferry over to Manly, part of greater Sydney really but the nearest ocean beach to the city. The hostel here was a bit of a come down after good old YHA. The gas rings took nerves of steel to light, you had to place a deposit to borrow a mug and there was sand everywhere! However, the people were friendly though mainly french.
Next day I walked around the North head pennisula which took about 4 hours and is a track through some pretty wild-feeling preserved bush-land with some good sea views. Strange to be in a bit of a wilderness spotting lizards and ears full of insect noise with the Sydney skyline breaking through everyso often! It was pretty hot and I was glad to swim later in an outdoor but heated pool (not that they have to heat it all that much!).
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