Australia self-driving trip｜Sydney

Sydney is the last stop of our trip to Australia. This eleven-day trip is finally coming to an end. This is also the first time that I am a little bit looking forward to ending the trip and going home early. For me, who has always regarded travel as my life For someone who scores the most important point, this is probably an unprecedented time. One day in the future, I will definitely have a good talk with my two brats and let them know what they have done to their father!

The hotel I booked in July suited my taste very well. The location of the hotel is perfect. It takes five minutes to walk east to the famous Sydney Opera House. You can walk all the way along the coast. As long as you stop for a while on the shore, you can see the Harbor Bridge. fundus. To the east of the hotel is the Royal Botanic Gardens, a colony of the British Empire. They are often named after royals. They only have the toilet chamber pot and other things named royal, but the botanical garden is really great. The hotel itself is a nineteenth-century building that looks more meaningful than those landmark high-rise buildings. It is such a small building, and the terrace on the roof can still overlook the Sydney Opera House and Harbor Bridge.

Originally, a hotel like this, such a geographical location, and such surrounding environment, for a poor and loving person like me, would definitely make me forget to return. But I bring two mythical beasts with me, and their combat values ​​are in the tens of thousands. If I give you a little trick, you can only parry but have no power to fight back! The lobby bar of the hotel, the sky bar on the roof, the spiral staircase of the coffee shop, and the hotel corridor leading back to the room, all echoed with the playfulness of the mythical beasts and my angrily yelling and cursing. That was where the sounds of playing, yelling and cursing reached my ears, and I was startled step by step as I stepped up and down, left and right!

Zoos and botanical gardens are relatively worry-free places to play with brats. There are basically no reminders on lawns in Australia: "Grass is also life, please be gentle under your feet." On the contrary, people like to sit on the lawn or take a leisurely walk. This allowed the two little beasts to toss and fight on the grass, and I could sit quietly for a while with my back against the big tree, and suddenly I felt like traveling. However, the good times did not last long. For some reason, there were two pools in the botanical garden. Electric eels were raised in the pools for visitors to watch. My two sons had accumulated experience in English check-in over the years. They understood the instructions on the sign beside the pool. They ran over excitedly and told me that there were electric eels in the pool and it was dangerous. They looked around for stones to throw into the pool. My son and I were anxious. Mom quickly stepped forward to stop her.

In recent years, July and I have painfully discovered that prices in Beijing are getting more and more expensive. Especially when going out to eat, at any place that I think is good, a meal costs two to three hundred per person. But when we are in a foreign country, this discovery becomes a good thing. When we order, even if we convert it back to RMB, it doesn't feel very expensive. There are many restaurants along Circular Quay, just a stone's throw away from the Sydney Opera House, many of which have good environment and good prices. We found a restaurant, and the three of them ordered a seafood platter, which included oysters, tiger prawns, and crabs. I am a vegetarian, so I only ordered a vegetable salad and a few slices of bread. Four-fifths of a table was occupied by their seafood, so I had to squeeze into a corner, eating the salad and slices of bread. I felt like It's Pinocchio, and the three of them are the wolf and the fox.

In three days in Sydney, I had a great meal, saw the Little Devil, took a cruise, and climbed the Sydney Tower to see the night view. I think it was a worthwhile trip. The trip was over and we finally boarded the plane home. After eating on the plane, looking at the two little beasts sleeping soundly, my heart was still warm. Sometimes I even feel that I am too harsh on them, after all, they are just two preschool children.

Thinking carefully about taking them on daily trips, although it was a bit naughty, from the time we went to Hongluo Temple and Qianfo Cliff when we were two years old, to climbing Jiankou and Wuling Mountain with me, the two boys never told me that they couldn't walk. Let me hold you, which makes me happy. I was always very stern with them, punching and kicking them at every turn, but the two brats were always very close to me and would often come over to coax me and say, my dad is the best! Maybe in the struggle with them, what should change is that I, as a father, should use more methods and methods, and be less simple and crude!