Yet another flight for Olivia. I counted, and estimate that San Francisco to Sydney was her 44th flight! She did pretty well on the flight even though Daddy was in business class and she and I got downgraded from Premium Economy to regular Economy since the flight was full and no-one in premium economy would switch seats so that Olivia and I could sit next to each other.
Never mind, Carl did let me go and sit in Business for 3 hours with their super lie-flat beds but that was almost worse since he then came and woke me up to say that it was his turn again. Annoying but I guess only fair since he has to work in Sydney while I'll just be enjoying myself.
Anyway, once arriving in Sydney at 9am, we had to stay awake for as long as possible to avoid the jetlag. We started with a hot-tub in our hotel pool and followed by a walk round the city. We're perfectly situated about a 1 minute walk from Carl's office and less than 5 minutes to the harbour. Things are looking good. Olivia took a ride (she insisted that it was by herself) in the tea-cups at a nearby amusement park. I can tell that we'll be regulars on the rides there!


