Crashing into the depths ...

So today my wife and I went to see Australia's first ever Flugtag. In essence, this event is designed to test man's ability to design and build a contraption capable of soaring majestically through the air in a brief moment of glory and prestige. The contestants run down a ramp (attached to the glider), throw themselves into the void, fly a little and then successfully land the glider to a soft landing in the sea.

As you might expect, the reality is a little more entertaining and comical than perhaps originally intended. Contestants build a whole host of a machines that are as aerodynamic as a radiator being hurled into the air. They ranged from being giant sausages to roller-blading penguins and Spitfires to fire engines. Needless to say, none of them got very far and we had a good time watching them plummet into the sea while being nice and dry on a sun swept hill.




We then went for a guided tour of the Sydney Opera House (warmest thanks to Katie and Jaco) and that was really interesting and the design and building of the apparently 'most recognisable icon in the world' is fascinating. Shame it is marred by the way the architect was forced to leave the project just prior to the building being completed due to finance. He is still alive and has never returned to Australia to see his project completed ... sob.




On our way home we took a leisurely stroll through the Botanic Gardens and took some photos of some sleeping Flying Foxes. Cute little rascals 'aint they. Though when they come at you in their hundreds, it does make you want to catch a few and grill them on a BBQ.

As for our car hunt. Went to a few places and we are probably getting either a Mitsubishi Pajero or a Landrover Discovery. Though I wouldn't mind this ...