On this very wet Saturday, with Phillip in Geelong, I took myself by ferry from Rydalmere to Manly. I wanted to check out the suitability of Manly Seaworld for an excursion for Kindy classes. Despite the rain (or maybe because of it) the city and Manly looked lovely.
The crossing to and from was quite something with special warnings being given the whole way.
Manly was even more grey and wonderful and brought back many happy memories from childhood trips from Parramatta. I was pretty disgusted to discover that McDonalds, Gloria Jeans and Subway have replaced the hot doughnut shop that used to be on the wharf at Manly. I had my nose all set for the hot sugary cinnamon smell and had even decided to buy one as consolation for my aloneness. However, the Weight Watcher gods were on duty and alas I was saved from excess.
Manly Seaworld was quite dear but a bit dodgy There were some impressive sharks and some idiots diving amongst them. The beach was better in a dismal grey sort of way.
On the way home I took a photo of the poor sods camping on Cockatoo Island. It does look like fun though and I'd love to try it - especially in the sunshine
