The arrival

The arrival was smooth and efficient - even if it was a day late. (that's another completely different story) Let's just say, I was a nervous passenger hanging out at Sydney airport on Sunday morning, especially when the flight was delayed.

A pleasant flight was had by all, followed by an uneventful and fast transition through customs etc. The airport process was efficient like a tri athlon transition between stages. 

Staff driver (who speaks no English) met me as planned and we drove to town. The conversation was limited to: Driver "OK?" Daz: "Yes, thanks." 

40 mins and about 100 outdoor sites later. A peaceful ride that arrived right at the hotel door. If only Qld taxi drivers had these skills.

I was disorientated but accommodated. I had arrived.

Quick note on engaging with the locals.....it's really hard to get very annoyed and criticise someone that doesn't speak the same language. There is no point complaining when the person you complain to has no idea what you are saying.

Already, tolerance is clearly going to be my best friend for a while.

I ventured onto the streets below to go for a walk and to orientate myself. 

That was fun. There might be 100's of Chinese characters in the language, but they all look the same.  (I now know they call this the orient, because it makes you disorientated)  

Even with map in and I was disorientated, but laughing at my own ability to walk the same block three times. I guess that's an indication of things to come.

That's it for the arrival, stay tuned for the first day at the office.

Hopefully I get to have Yum Cha for lunch.