If you know me in real life, then you know how impactful swimming has been for me. If you don't know me in real life, you just learned this fact, which is a key theme in the following post.
Day two in Sydney: No jet leg (truly amazing). Ate a banana for breakfast (because cheap). HEAD. TO. THE. BEACH.
Getting to the beach in Sydney is a little too easy. Like, the thought of being able to saunter over to salty blue waters and frolick in the sand just by hopping on a train for 15 minutes has me sold. We spent the morning walking the coast from Bondi Beach to Bronte beach. The sun was hot but it was no match for these pasty Americans and the SPF 50 we continuously lathered on. (Our trip should have been sponsored by Neutrogena honestly.) Per local recommendation, we detoured from the coast and headed inland for what might have been the best meal of our entire trip. Afterwards, we walked back to Bondi for the real reason of us visiting this area: to swim at the Iceberg Club pool.
Was it freezing cold and we only lasted about 10 minutes? YES.
Did we get sunburnt? YES.
Was it worth it? YES.
Day Guide:
Ate at: Three Blue Ducks Bronte || Bills Surry Hills|| Gelato Messina Surry Hills
Drank at: Neighbourhood by Sean McManus Surry Hills
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