The Geeky Brit

So we decided to spend our last day checking out one of Sydney’s world famous beaches. We followed everyone’s recommendations and chose to miss Bondi Beach (Far too tacky and not the best beach anyway apparently) and to take the ferry to Manly beach.

I was a little bit skeptical at first. Manly Beach. Sounds a lot like Muscle Beach. Maybe I will stand out… But, then again given that everyone in Australia has 0% body fat and looks like a model, I already stand out. I chose to show Australia the beer gut, and put up with the disbelieving stares shared between me and my lovely wife. You know, the ones where people are saying to themselves “How did he manage to land her?”.

Anyway, the ferry ride to Manly took about 30 minutes, and was very enjoyable. You are heading east, though my body compass was telling me otherwise. I have always prided myself with the ability to tell instinctively which way is north, and be able to determine my orientation – its kind of like a sixth sense, only without seeing dead people.

Anyway, since I have been in the southern hemisphere this sixth sense, hasn’t been worth sixpence. I am totally at odds with the map, and cannot tell which way is which. So whilst my body was telling me I was heading inland, we actually traveled a few miles towards the ocean, and docked in the lovely little town of Manly.

From the Marina, a five-minute walk through a pedestrian street brings you to a glorious bay with an amazing beach, and a wonderful view of people far fitter and beautiful than anyone you have ever seen before. There are surfer dudes surfing in the bay, and model babes laying out all over. My lovely wife, naturally wanted to lay out on the beach and fit in. I was a little more skeptical, concerned that the various lifeguards with surfboards would mistake me for a beached albino minky whale, and try to rescue me.

So we decided to spend our last day checking out one of Sydney’s world famous beaches. We followed everyone’s recommendations and chose to miss Bondi Beach (Far too tacky and not the best beach anyway apparently) and to take the ferry to Manly beach.

I was a little bit skeptical at first. Manly Beach. Sounds a lot like Muscle Beach. Maybe I will stand out… But, then again given that everyone in Australia has 0% body fat and looks like a model, I already stand out. I chose to show Australia the beer gut, and put up with the disbelieving stares shared between me and my lovely wife. You know, the ones where people are saying to themselves “How did he manage to land her?”.

Anyway, the ferry ride to Manly took about 30 minutes, and was very enjoyable. You are heading east, though my body compass was telling me otherwise. I have always prided myself with the ability to tell instinctively which way is north, and be able to determine my orientation – its kind of like a sixth sense, only without seeing dead people.

Anyway, since I have been in the southern hemisphere this sixth sense, hasn’t been worth sixpence. I am totally at odds with the map, and cannot tell which way is which. So whilst my body was telling me I was heading inland, we actually traveled a few miles towards the ocean, and docked in the lovely little town of Manly.

From the Marina, a five-minute walk through a pedestrian street brings you to a glorious bay with an amazing beach, and a wonderful view of people far fitter and beautiful than anyone you have ever seen before. There are surfer dudes surfing in the bay, and model babes laying out all over. My lovely wife, naturally wanted to lay out on the beach and fit in. I was a little more skeptical, concerned that the various lifeguards with surfboards would mistake me for a beached albino minky whale, and try to rescue me.

Fortunately for the well being of mankind, I decided to keep my clothes on, and instead chose to roast one side of my face in the sun. I was determined to go for the same makeup effect that Tommy Lee Jones had in that Batman movie. I managed to hit it just right, and I am now able to draw even more strange looks from passers by.

Manly beach is definitely worth a visit, and our stay here was all too short, as we had to head back to The Grace hotel to pack and prepare for our flight out to Cairns in the morning.

I have loved Sydney. I would move here. It is one of the most amazing places I have ever been in my life. It is the best of the UK and the USA. The people are friendly, and amazingly good-looking. Housing is relatively cheap, compared with California. The only down side would be the taxes 🙂 A little more than I like paying, but maybe worth it, just maybe…

So we decided to spend our last day checking out one of Sydney’s world famous beaches. We followed everyone’s recommendations and chose to miss Bondi Beach (Far too tacky and not the best beach anyway apparently) and to take the ferry to Manly beach.

I was a little bit skeptical at first. Manly Beach. Sounds a lot like Muscle Beach. Maybe I will stand out… But, then again given that everyone in Australia has 0% body fat and looks like a model, I already stand out. I chose to show Australia the beer gut, and put up with the disbelieving stares shared between me and my lovely wife. You know, the ones where people are saying to themselves “How did he manage to land her?”.

Anyway, the ferry ride to Manly took about 30 minutes, and was very enjoyable. You are heading east, though my body compass was telling me otherwise. I have always prided myself with the ability to tell instinctively which way is north, and be able to determine my orientation – its kind of like a sixth sense, only without seeing dead people.

Anyway, since I have been in the southern hemisphere this sixth sense, hasn’t been worth sixpence. I am totally at odds with the map, and cannot tell which way is which. So whilst my body was telling me I was heading inland, we actually traveled a few miles towards the ocean, and docked in the lovely little town of Manly.

From the Marina, a five-minute walk through a pedestrian street brings you to a glorious bay with an amazing beach, and a wonderful view of people far fitter and beautiful than anyone you have ever seen before. There are surfer dudes surfing in the bay, and model babes laying out all over. My lovely wife, naturally wanted to lay out on the beach and fit in. I was a little more skeptical, concerned that the various lifeguards with surfboards would mistake me for a beached albino minky whale, and try to rescue me.

Fortunately for the well being of mankind, I decided to keep my clothes on, and instead chose to roast one side of my face in the sun. I was determined to go for the same makeup effect that Tommy Lee Jones had in that Batman movie. I managed to hit it just right, and I am now able to draw even more strange looks from passers by.

Manly beach is definitely worth a visit, and our stay here was all too short, as we had to head back to The Grace hotel to pack and prepare for our flight out to Cairns in the morning.

I have loved Sydney. I would move here. It is one of the most amazing places I have ever been in my life. It is the best of the UK and the USA. The people are friendly, and amazingly good-looking. Housing is relatively cheap, compared with California. The only down side would be the taxes 🙂 A little more than I like paying, but maybe worth it, just maybe…

So we decided to spend our last day checking out one of Sydney’s world famous beaches. We followed everyone’s recommendations and chose to miss Bondi Beach (Far too tacky and not the best beach anyway apparently) and to take the ferry to Manly beach.

I was a little bit skeptical at first. Manly Beach. Sounds a lot like Muscle Beach. Maybe I will stand out… But, then again given that everyone in Australia has 0% body fat and looks like a model, I already stand out. I chose to show Australia the beer gut, and put up with the disbelieving stares shared between me and my lovely wife. You know, the ones where people are saying to themselves “How did he manage to land her?”.

Anyway, the ferry ride to Manly took about 30 minutes, and was very enjoyable. You are heading east, though my body compass was telling me otherwise. I have always prided myself with the ability to tell instinctively which way is north, and be able to determine my orientation – its kind of like a sixth sense, only without seeing dead people.

Anyway, since I have been in the southern hemisphere this sixth sense, hasn’t been worth sixpence. I am totally at odds with the map, and cannot tell which way is which. So whilst my body was telling me I was heading inland, we actually traveled a few miles towards the ocean, and docked in the lovely little town of Manly.

From the Marina, a five-minute walk through a pedestrian street brings you to a glorious bay with an amazing beach, and a wonderful view of people far fitter and beautiful than anyone you have ever seen before. There are surfer dudes surfing in the bay, and model babes laying out all over. My lovely wife, naturally wanted to lay out on the beach and fit in. I was a little more skeptical, concerned that the various lifeguards with surfboards would mistake me for a beached albino minky whale, and try to rescue me.

Fortunately for the well being of mankind, I decided to keep my clothes on, and instead chose to roast one side of my face in the sun. I was determined to go for the same makeup effect that Tommy Lee Jones had in that Batman movie. I managed to hit it just right, and I am now able to draw even more strange looks from passers by.

Manly beach is definitely worth a visit, and our stay here was all too short, as we had to head back to The Grace hotel to pack and prepare for our flight out to Cairns in the morning.

I have loved Sydney. I would move here. It is one of the most amazing places I have ever been in my life. It is the best of the UK and the USA. The people are friendly, and amazingly good-looking. Housing is relatively cheap, compared with California. The only down side would be the taxes 🙂 A little more than I like paying, but maybe worth it, just maybe…

So we decided to spend our last day checking out one of Sydney’s world famous beaches. We followed everyone’s recommendations and chose to miss Bondi Beach (Far too tacky and not the best beach anyway apparently) and to take the ferry to Manly beach.

I was a little bit skeptical at first. Manly Beach. Sounds a lot like Muscle Beach. Maybe I will stand out… But, then again given that everyone in Australia has 0% body fat and looks like a model, I already stand out. I chose to show Australia the beer gut, and put up with the disbelieving stares shared between me and my lovely wife. You know, the ones where people are saying to themselves “How did he manage to land her?”.

Anyway, the ferry ride to Manly took about 30 minutes, and was very enjoyable. You are heading east, though my body compass was telling me otherwise. I have always prided myself with the ability to tell instinctively which way is north, and be able to determine my orientation – its kind of like a sixth sense, only without seeing dead people.

Anyway, since I have been in the southern hemisphere this sixth sense, hasn’t been worth sixpence. I am totally at odds with the map, and cannot tell which way is which. So whilst my body was telling me I was heading inland, we actually traveled a few miles towards the ocean, and docked in the lovely little town of Manly.

From the Marina, a five-minute walk through a pedestrian street brings you to a glorious bay with an amazing beach, and a wonderful view of people far fitter and beautiful than anyone you have ever seen before. There are surfer dudes surfing in the bay, and model babes laying out all over. My lovely wife, naturally wanted to lay out on the beach and fit in. I was a little more skeptical, concerned that the various lifeguards with surfboards would mistake me for a beached albino minky whale, and try to rescue me.

Fortunately for the well being of mankind, I decided to keep my clothes on, and instead chose to roast one side of my face in the sun. I was determined to go for the same makeup effect that Tommy Lee Jones had in that Batman movie. I managed to hit it just right, and I am now able to draw even more strange looks from passers by.

Manly beach is definitely worth a visit, and our stay here was all too short, as we had to head back to The Grace hotel to pack and prepare for our flight out to Cairns in the morning.

I have loved Sydney. I would move here. It is one of the most amazing places I have ever been in my life. It is the best of the UK and the USA. The people are friendly, and amazingly good-looking. Housing is relatively cheap, compared with California. The only down side would be the taxes 🙂 A little more than I like paying, but maybe worth it, just maybe…

So we decided to spend our last day checking out one of Sydney’s world famous beaches. We followed everyone’s recommendations and chose to miss Bondi Beach (Far too tacky and not the best beach anyway apparently) and to take the ferry to Manly beach.

I was a little bit skeptical at first. Manly Beach. Sounds a lot like Muscle Beach. Maybe I will stand out… But, then again given that everyone in Australia has 0% body fat and looks like a model, I already stand out. I chose to show Australia the beer gut, and put up with the disbelieving stares shared between me and my lovely wife. You know, the ones where people are saying to themselves “How did he manage to land her?”.

Anyway, the ferry ride to Manly took about 30 minutes, and was very enjoyable. You are heading east, though my body compass was telling me otherwise. I have always prided myself with the ability to tell instinctively which way is north, and be able to determine my orientation – its kind of like a sixth sense, only without seeing dead people.

Anyway, since I have been in the southern hemisphere this sixth sense, hasn’t been worth sixpence. I am totally at odds with the map, and cannot tell which way is which. So whilst my body was telling me I was heading inland, we actually traveled a few miles towards the ocean, and docked in the lovely little town of Manly.

From the Marina, a five-minute walk through a pedestrian street brings you to a glorious bay with an amazing beach, and a wonderful view of people far fitter and beautiful than anyone you have ever seen before. There are surfer dudes surfing in the bay, and model babes laying out all over. My lovely wife, naturally wanted to lay out on the beach and fit in. I was a little more skeptical, concerned that the various lifeguards with surfboards would mistake me for a beached albino minky whale, and try to rescue me.

Fortunately for the well being of mankind, I decided to keep my clothes on, and instead chose to roast one side of my face in the sun. I was determined to go for the same makeup effect that Tommy Lee Jones had in that Batman movie. I managed to hit it just right, and I am now able to draw even more strange looks from passers by.

Manly beach is definitely worth a visit, and our stay here was all too short, as we had to head back to The Grace hotel to pack and prepare for our flight out to Cairns in the morning.

I have loved Sydney. I would move here. It is one of the most amazing places I have ever been in my life. It is the best of the UK and the USA. The people are friendly, and amazingly good-looking. Housing is relatively cheap, compared with California. The only down side would be the taxes 🙂 A little more than I like paying, but maybe worth it, just maybe…

Fortunately for the well being of mankind, I decided to keep my clothes on, and instead chose to roast one side of my face in the sun. I was determined to go for the same makeup effect that Tommy Lee Jones had in that Batman movie. I managed to hit it just right, and I am now able to draw even more strange looks from passers by.

Manly beach is definitely worth a visit, and our stay here was all too short, as we had to head back to The Grace hotel to pack and prepare for our flight out to Cairns in the morning.

I have loved Sydney. I would move here. It is one of the most amazing places I have ever been in my life. It is the best of the UK and the USA. The people are friendly, and amazingly good-looking. Housing is relatively cheap, compared with California. The only down side would be the taxes 🙂 A little more than I like paying, but maybe worth it, just maybe…