Walking into a perfectly reasonable (by UK standards) 12 degrees (Celsius) Sydney felt more than cool after the heat in Singapore but we persevered, in our shorts and t-shirts, and soon acclimatised. We navigated the compact airport with ease finding the railway station where we caught the train to Central Station. The train was an old sparkly aluminium-clad train that one tends to associate with America but it was double-decker, though we didn't venture upstairs...

G'Day! (That's Australian for Hello, or, more correctly, Good Day. Aren't I clever? :P) And so to the next instalment. Sorry it's been a while but the lack of Internet is becoming ever more apparent as we travel further northwest into the Australian outback, but more on that later. We awoke, the next morning, rather late and opted for an easy start to the day. Trying to claw back hours lost on the plane couldn't take all day and so we eventually got up and wen...