While in Canberra, I had gotten a lot of sleep and largely recovered from the exhaustion, injuries, and illness that had put something of a damper on my time in the capital city. I’m certain that sleeping in a bed (after five weeks in a sleeping bag) helped, too.
The lovely drive up the coast of New South Wales gladdened my heart, and I greeted Sydney with considerable enthusiasm. I checked into the tremendously cheap hotel/hostel I’d found (thanks to a recommendation from the NSW Tourist Office in Adelaide), and set about exploring my surroundings. I was in a very multi-cultural part of town, just a couple blocks from Chinatown. It was a vibrant area, with myriad shops and ethnic eateries. It was also convenient to the train station and bus stop. So it appeared to be an ideal spot from which to explore the city.