Melting Pot

Sydney is called the melting pot of cultures for a reason! Woke up and walked to a tres tres delicieux French boulangerie with Heather. We ordered croissants and cafe and sat "indoors" which was really by a windowless table that was on the street of downtown Sydney. If we had nothing else to do today, we decided how amazingly content we would be just sitting there all day people watching. Never have we seen such a diverse group of people at just one intersection that we were observing from our table. I noticed how it seems like every business man or woman walks to work, yet we have no idea where their apartments or homes are. We were out early, it was raining, and it was the most exciting and hoppin' place to be it seemed. An hour passed and we realized we had to force ourselves to get up and walk back to the hotel...we know these 10 blocks around our hotel by heart now! Love it here.