It was on a pizza. And it was very odd.
Honestly, it tasted delicious, but it was a bit chewy and oddly tangy in a way that made me feel like a sad little kangaroo was watching me eat it.
I legitimately love Sydney. I've only been here for 2 days and I already feel this absolute awe for this strange place that reminds me so much of America while being so unique I've never seen anything like it. It's so beautiful and so different and so surprising, around every corner that I often find myself walking around with my mouth open, just staring.
Today all we did was walk. We walked to downtown Sydney, we walked across the Harbor Bridge, we walked to the Fish Market. Although we did get to take the train and use the bus a little bit, I preferred walking since pictures taken from a moving vehicle just plain suck, but jet lag was rampant for some. Luckily, I didn't feel much it too much except for being a little loopy yesterday. I did take a bajillion photos as well, which meant that I was either trailing behind, fixing the shutter speed or running ahead to get the perfect photo of some random building. I couldn't stop and I think the other people started getting irritated after bumping into me too many times when I would just stop walking when I something interesting, since that happened every few minutes.
We also had salt water crocodile on pizza, too which tastes like chicken and bacon that was perhaps the best bacon I have ever eaten. Apparently, Australian bacon is the best in the world and I agree with that. There was also a seafood pizza on the table which actually super sick. Salmon on pizza is not what you think it'd be but at least the knowledge is known.
The Opera House is nothing and everything I thought it would be. It's just so stunningly beautiful I couldn't stop looking at it. Then, when we came back at night, there was a light show on it and it was hands down the coolest thing I've ever seen. Although I will say that walking across the Harbor Bridge was spectacular, not only because of the views of Sydney but because of the bridge itself is so wonderful.
Alright, class starts tomorrow so I should get some rest, although my internal clock is still pretty messed up so I'm not all that tired. I miss home. I miss it a lot and it hasn't necessarily hit me that I'll be here for a month longer, mostly because I don't want to think about it because then I get too sad. I'm so excited about everything we'll be doing (even camping, after I found out it was only for one night...) so
