Anzac Day, Sydney

I bid farewell to Christine and headed back to Sydney for a couple more days before flying back out to Colombo.

Sunday night I met up with some SL peeps for a night out on the town. It was kind of a bust in the end, but when I heard cover was AUS$25 I wasn't too upset we couldn't actually get into the club.

On Monday I walked around some of the neighbourhoods near Darling Harbour with Kieran. He showed me the local greyhound racetrack, but unfortunately the only dogs present were the ones that were guarding the lot. I shot this piece of local graffiti, it's too bad that the tree was in the way.




April 25th is Anzac day, to celebrate veterans (started for vets of WWI I believe). And what better way to celebrate than to pack in hundreds of veterans in paddocks, and ply them with veneration-priced alcohol.




What? Problems when you have thousands of surly, emotional, drunk, trained-killers on the street? That'd be the day.




The best scene I wish I'd captured, was a guy running towards us balancing a beer, who got tackled by a group of police officers walking behind us. As he caught them out of the corner of his eye, he just said "oh shite," and then he was dropped to the ground. I was so close to capturing that moment as I was just about to grab my camera to take a photo of the cops.

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