Sydney rocks, mate!!

Good day to you, mates..

Flying out of SFO late friday night aboard QF 74, and arriving at Sydney Down Under 14 hours later, the gang of 4 set foot on Aussie soil (or should I say tarmac) all set for a grand vacation. The Desi Nationals had sent us off with the exciting news of their thrilling win over Westgate, and Dumma confirmed that he had bought the flight tickets to Barbados (to watch the cricket world cup, ofcourse) - cant be a better start to our vacations, right mate?

Australians, or Aussies, are a chilled out lot. They even accept goof-balls like me with a smile. When Preetu and I walked up to the Customs checkout, the officer there pointed out to me that I checked all the incorrect columns in the customs form (Do u have tuberculosis - yes! Are you a convict - yes! Are you blah blah blah - yes!!), with a casual flick of his pen, he corrected my blunders, and welcomed us to Australia!! Talk about taking a chill pill!!

Srivalli's cousin (Latha), her kids Suhas and Annika, and her brother Sudhindra, were at the airport to receive us. Ramesh (latha's hubby) was landing at Sydney around the same time as us, after a short trip to B'lore. A half hour cab ride took us to their house in Toongabie (an aborine name, ofcourse), which is close to Parammatta on the north-western side of Sydney.

.. to be continued..