running 32:00 [3]
shoes: Asics Kayano 15
From the hotel along the Parramatta River downstream to the ferry terminal (to check the ferry times) then up through the park to the edge of Westmead and back. Lots of historic signs I should go back to read. Came across an enormous flying fox colony which possibly dwarfs the one at Yarra Bend.
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Catching the ferry became a bit of a saga. There was already quite a crowd when we went down to catch the midday ferry at Parramatta, which didn't arrive till 12.20, by which time so many other people were waiting that when the queue formed we were at the back of it and didn't make it on to the boat. So we ended up driving into the city and parking as close as possible to Circular Quay (which was expensive) in order to catch the Manly Ferry with George's sister and her husband & kids (apparently if you have kids all public transport in Sydney is $2.50/person for the day on a Sunday).
That worked out okay and we had a lovely afternoon with them - I am getting better at morphing into auntie mode - though it seemed to require all 4 adults to keep a 4-and-6-year old from getting wet at times. There are fountains which pop up underfoot from the middle of the mall in Manly! The unfortunate thing happened when, after ice cream back at Circular Quay, we had just managed to negotiate our way out of the CBD and onto the Anzac Bridge, which I could have sworn used to be a 70kph zone, but it obviously isn't now, if it ever was, as pointed out to George by the nice Mr Policeman who invoiced him for $197.
So the trip to Manly cost my sister-in-law's family $10, and it cost us $250 all up :(