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Sydney, week 2

I have again been a bad blogger, and yes, I know I am a stay at home mommy, but somehow time just flies and before you know it, another week has come and gone. Today marks our two week anniversary in Sydney, two weeks, and I think we are getting better with this.  A brief overview of our week thus far, we both went to see personnel agents in the Sydney CBD.  Even more surprising, we used public transport to get there.  We were on time, it was no effort, we are getting used to it now. 

We spent Sunday using public transport as well,  family discount applies on Sundays and you can use unlimited busses, ferries and trains for $2,50 a person. We went to the Opera House at Liam's request. We ate ice cream, we walked the streets of Sydney, we had a lovely family fun day. 

Househunting has been a bit of a bore and property in Sydney seems overpriced to say the least.  So we decided to stay on a bit longer where we are now, not ideal as I am dying to get settled somewhere and to go shopping of course, but hey, this way we can still decide on neighborhoods before we commit.

The kids are cute, and I managed not to kill them thus far.  I really miss my support structure at home but this is a way of life. 

I love cleaning, so that has not been a real issue, however laundry, and ironing...lets just say we are a tad on the crinkled side.  I iron sporadically as and when we go for interviews. 

Liam and Luka love the beach and we have become beach bums, frequenting our local beach.  Luka eats handfuls of sand, Liam is starting to look like a surfer-boy.  We bought a liter of sunblock, the Australian sun is rather scary. 

Fish and chips is delicious...coffee is amazing!  All in all, we are loving Sydney and the efficiency.  I ordered crocs (don't judge ok) online on Monday, on Wednesday the shoes in question were delivered...imagine that. 

We applied for tax file numbers online, we received these in the post in a matter of days...bank officials, friendly, government workers, friendly and efficient.  The shock and horror. 

So yes, I miss my friends and family a lot, but we just have so much to be thankful for right now, and we are giving this the best go that we can.  

Bye from Sydney  

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