Before getting to Sydney and seeing the Chips we decided to take the road inland and through the Hunter Valley, a wine country drive. We stopped for some tasting at the Wyndham Estate, the birthplace of the Australian Shiraz back in 1828. Fe was driving so spitting and Dave was swallowing all the way!
Back on the road, the North Highway one and we caught our first glimpse of the city and the famous bridge. The road is cut through a mountains of rock. Even with no map we managed to quickly find our way to Balmain and the Chipperfields house. On parking the lime green jucy mobile we were greeted with screams of delight and a menagerie of Chippers pleased to see us. After copious hugs and introductions to the new edition, Amber, we popped a bottle of champers and toasted the reunited neighbours down under. As you can imagine the rest of the day consisted of more toasts and lots of catching up.
Early sunday morning (a little too early after too much toasting) is 'nippers' which basically involves Elizabeth getting down the beach and burning off some steam by jumping, running, and of course playing in the surf (well come on this is Oz) with a bunch of other kids in a kind of a kids club on the beach. Would you believe it Father Christmas made an appearance on a RIB, of all things. He almost got wiped out by a couple a foot wave!
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