Friday, May 29, 2015

Turks and Caicos. April 18 – 22, 2015.

Joe Jr has the week off, so he and Ellie decided that we would spend a few days in Turks and Caicos.  Frankly Anne and I know very little about this small British Territory in the Caribbean, so we thought it would be a fun thing to do.  Of course any excuse to have the family together will do.

Joe Jr did our flight books, Kuau booked the hotels.

Saturday 4/18.  Joe and family got to our house at around 8:30 pm last night.  Emmie, whom we had not seen for a couple of months, was very happy to see us, so she stayed up way past her bedtime.

This morning I had to wake up at around 6 am so we could be ready to leave our house at 7 am.  Things went pretty smoothly, although traffic in the terminal area was heavier than I expected.  And the line at TSA pre-check was quite long, the machine beeping everyone contributed to the delay.  There is talk that TSA wants to charge passengers now for the privilege, and they want to enroll a lot more people in the program – I am not sure these objectives are consistent with a more efficient screening program.  In any case, I was in the terminal before 8 am, so there is really nothing much to complain about (and this includes dropping the car off at EZ Way Parking.)  The other folks, meanwhile, were in the United Lounge.

The plane was packed, with perhaps one or two vacant seats.  After considerable musical chair-playing, I ended up in the same row as Ellie, Kuau and Reid (lap infant), and Anne was in a middle Exit Row seat.  We were a bit slow to take off as the pilots were delayed getting in from Boston.  The plane landed on time, and we got our first experience with island time: both immigration and customs were slow, even though there didn’t seem to be any problems.

A short but rather expensive ride got us to Villa Del Mar.  As our rooms were not ready yet, we left them in the lobby and went to lunch across the street.

Emmie, Reid and their mothers got into the pool for a rather long time while Joe and Kuau went grocery shopping.  Anne and I also went to pick up some meat.  Things are expensive as this is both a tourist place and (I suspect) a lot of stuff is flown in.  A box of clementines costs about $5 in New Jersey; here it is $15.  Salmon is about $8 a pound, $19 here.  For dinner we grilled the steak and hot dogs on the BBQ provided by the hotel.

 First dip into the pool.

 View from our room.

Accommodations: Villa del Mar, Room B301, 4 nights.

Sunday 4/19.  Morning was spent on the beach.  While I enjoy sea views much, I am not a seashore, suntan type of person – the motto I invented was “no sun, no water, no sand.” Both Reid and Emmie had a great time, and they mostly didn’t mind sand all over their bodies (in Reid’s case including his face.)  We babysat Reid as Ellie and Kuau went out to lunch.   They brought back these huge hamburgers for us, not cheap at $18 each.  Dinner at Coco Bistro, considered one of the best restaurants in town.  I ordered the wahoo since I never had it before; the dish turned out okay, but not much more than okay.

 Grandpa is not that much into sand ...

 Relaxing by the hotel pool ...

 or on the beach.

Panoramic view of Grace Bay.

Monday 4/20.  Well, I went into the water for 20 minutes or so today.  Not having swim in the sea for a while, I was surprised at how salty the water tasted, and how buoyant it was.

Lunch was with Joe, Jess and Emmie at Seaside Café.  BBQ dinner of chicken drumsticks, steak, and hot dog.

Tuesday 4/21.  Kuau picked up lunch today.  Anne and I finally got cabin fever, so we checked out a rental car from Caicos Wheels.  Rent-a-Wreck is probably a more appropriate name for the outfit, our car was a Honda Fit with about 75,000 km on it (the island itself is only 20 or so miles wide.)  But it did the job: we drove to the eastern end of the island where some really huge yachts were docked, and then to the southwestern end.  Chalk sound has this nice blue color (from the limestone deposits?) and Chalk Sound Road is on a ridge that constitutes the southern rim of the sound (cove.)  We also drove by some local areas; the outside of the houses looked okay, but we have no idea what the insides are like.

 Deciding if we wanted to go into the water.

 Cousins having fun playing in the sand.

At this time apples cost less than a dollar a pound in NJ.

Wednesday 4/22.  This car rental works out great financially also.  Taxi service is $16.50 per person, counting the children.  So we saved quite a bit even though we had to make two trips to get everyone to the airport.  Gasoline is $5 a gallon, yet the fill up before car return cost only $19.

Check-in was a breeze. There was security screening, but no immigration.  Anne, Ellie and I all got upgraded, but I gave my seat to Kuau so he and Ellie and share in Reid-tending duties.  The boy actually cried quite loudly for a while – he must be asleep now (this is about 1 hour into the flight.)

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Hong Kong, March 5 – 16, 2015.

This trip has two main purposes: (i) to celebrate the opening of a non-profit’s Hong Kong office; and (ii) to attend to a family matter.  We also scheduled to travel to China on Wednesday to look at another non-profit we work with.  Despite all that, we will have quite a few idle days on our hands.

Thursday 3/5.  So far this winter, we have been quite lucky when it comes to dodging the weather, traveling on days where there was not much snow, and being away from NJ when it had been bitterly cold.  Last couple of days we thought our luck was going to run out as our flight was scheduled to leave right in the middle of a heavy snow storm.

Chung Shu was going to drive us to the airport, but when we saw there were about 6” of snow on our driveway this morning, and central Jersey might have gotten it worse, we decided to drive up ourselves.  The roads were okay once outside of our development, going was slow, traffic was heavier than I expected, but we ended up taking only 15 additional minutes to get to the parking garage.  We boarded on time, the plane left the gate about 10 minutes behind schedule.  However, the plane had to wait to be de-iced first, and then it waited in line for takeoff.  With all that, it left “only” 90 minutes behind schedule, and due to favorable winds, we arrived about 30 minutes late.  Anne noticed on the monitor that our path biased a bit towards Europe.  I checked recent UA179 routes on flightaware.com, indeed the routing can vary from western Greenland to Iceland.  Our flight didn’t take a particularly unusual path, though.

I watched only 1 movie (pretty forgettable “Horrible Bosses 2”) and 2 short TV episodes, and dozed off every now and then listening to my iPod.

After getting something to eat at the airport, we got to Tai Po at about 11:15 pm.

Accommodations: we will staying at the Tai Po house during this trip.

Saturday March 7.  Went to Wan Tau Tong to have a hearty breakfast.  Then went to Yau Ma Tei to get bus tickets to Zengcheng: we plan on a one-day visit later this seek.  Went back to Tai Po to have some rest.  Then it was back to town for dinner with the Horsts and the de Lysters.  Restaurant Hotung has great view of Hong Kong skyline but food was underwhelming.  We were done at around 9:15 pm.

Sunday March 8.  I got Tim to invite the Horsts and the De Lysters to go to his boat, which they gladly accepted.  Abe, the 4-month old son of Chris and Alli was acting a bit odd after his parents applied some medication on his rash.  Tim took a careful look at the baby and gave them some opinion as to what happened.  (To everyone’s relief, Abe seems to be getting better.)  We stopped at walked around Stanley a bit, and then we had lunch on the boat (takeout from ABC.)  Our guests left, Anne and I went to town to shop a little and to have coffee.  We met with Tim and Whitney later to have dinner at Aqua Garden in Sam Mun Tsai.  They have some “specialty” dishes, including a dessert that roughly translates into “sugar strands and banana fritters.”

 Group photo on Tim's boat.

A familiar view from Middle Island.

Monday March 9.  After Anne got done with her English class, we went to Man Wah, a local café heavily recommended by Whitney, to have noodle soup, French toast, and Glutinous Rice Dumpling for breakfast.  The latter two were my favorite food items growing up and I usually try to have them every time I come back to Hong Kong.  I have been able to find good rice dumplings, but the French toasts have always been disappointing.  Today’s were quite good, the toast still wasn’t’ what I remember, tough.  The meal was so heavy that we decided to skip lunch.

At two pm, we met with Chris H and Nathan d L at the new office (loaned by Edwin) to discuss a bit the immediate plans Hope Hong Kong have developed.  Anne and I then wandered around the TST area, had some snacks, and then headed out to Sheung Wan Community Church to attend a Q Commons event.  While the speakers (some taped, some live) raised some interesting and disturbing issues, I felt they often make up their fictitious strawmen and then attack them to make it point.  I also ran into Doreen C, who worked at a seminary as its development officer; she told me she’s taking some time off to try to define what she wants a bit better.  In any case, the supposedly tightly run meeting ran late, and Anne and I left before the event concluded. Anne and I tried to look for things to eat in town, and in vain.  We finally grabbed something at McD’s.

Writing a letter in Tai Po Square (Tai Ming Lane Plaza to be exact).

Tuesday 3/10.  Today was a lightly packed day.  Our one event was an evening conference call with H China.  We wandered around Shatin a bit to try to buy some small items for our grandchildren.

Wednesday 3/11.  We woke up very early (around 5:30 am) so we could catch an 8:00 am bus from Yau Ma Tei to Zeng Cheng.  The idea was to visit a drug rehab center which we support.  Things went quite smoothly until we off-loaded the bus at Shenzhen to get through immigration.  It turns out my visa had expired last week, and there this particular check point could not issue a visa on the spot (supposedly one at Lo Wu can.)  Meanwhile, Anne cleared the Chinese authorities.  It is a good thing T-mobile roaming is inexpensive so we could keep in touch.  Everyone (Chinese and Hong Kong) was professional and nice about it, but it still took us 45 minutes to get back onto Hong Kong soil.  So I emailed and called Vivien to apologize; the visit has to be postponed till our next trip to the area.

This was going to be an all-day visit (we expected to return to Hong Kong at around 7:30 pm), so we got a day on our hands.  A short (about HK$120) taxi ride got us to Wetlands Park where we spent quite a few hours walking around.  It made for a pleasant morning; a few more birds would be nice, though.  On our way to the Tin Shui Wai MTR station we saw this Horizon shopping center and jumped off the lightrail.  We ended up having lunch at Maxim’s Hong Kong Day, which is best characterized as a retro restaurant; it was around 2 pm.

The Tin Shui Wai to Shatin ride took over an hour, and involved a change in Hung Hom, but we got seats the whole way!  I had coffee at Starbucks while Anne shopped for a gift for Thomas, our grandnephew.  When we saw a Ding Tai Fung at this mall, we decided to have a light dinner even though it was quite early at 5:30 pm.

 I didn't realize my China visa had expired until I got past Hong Kong Immigration.  At this point I was still oblivious.

 Taken at Wetlands Park.


 Pei Pei was caught a few years ago.  It has now grown quite a bit.

Din Tai Fung in Shatin.  This chain is getting quite popular all over the world.

Thursday 3/12.  Our first appointment was a lunch with Whitney’s dad at West Villa Causeway Bay.  This trip took about an hour, a record, so I had some time for coffee at McDonald’s while Anne shopped for hairclips for Emmie.  We spent a pleasant time with Mr. Tang, Whitney and Tim to get to know each other better.  Before meeting up with Larry and Elaine at the Jockey Club, Anne and I had coffee at UCC Causeway Bay.  Then we went down the hill to visit Thomas, Larry Jr’s son.  Thomas is a couple of months older than Reid, and eventually warmed up to us.  Elaine’s driver dropped us off at Admiralty MTR station so could catch the subway back to Tai Po.  Anne and I decided to take the bus to Hung Hom and catch the MTR from there, the advantage being we could get seats even during rush hour.  The strategy worked, although riding the bus backwards reminded me of the unpleasant ride from Tuen Mun last December.

Friday 3/13.  Whitney and Tim raved about the “French Toast” at SeaStar Restaurant in Tai Po, so we went there this morning to check it out.  Unfortunately they don’t serve that at breakfast, so we had these “western breakfasts” instead (which included instant noodles with beef satay.)  Anne also got more hair clips for Emmie (now we must have bought 20 of them.)  I got the idea to catch Bus 307 from Tai Po Center into town, and we both got seats since we caught the bus at the terminus.  We had a long lunch with Larry – Anne had only soup, I had a piece of fish.  We caught the same bus back to Tai Po (and also had seats.)  This time we stopped by Man Wah again.  Anne wasn’t feeling very well, so I went to Wan Tau Tong to have dinner at Fairwood by myself.

Anne wasn't feeling well, so dinner by myself at a nearby Fairwood.

Saturday 3/14.  After lunch of fish balls and noodles, we took Bus 64K to Yuen Long.  Yuen Long is a busy place, comparable to some of the busier areas in town (e.g., Mongkok.)  It took us a while to find the shop where Café-a-Roma was, it is now a massage parlor.  After coffee we went back to Tai Po via 64K.  The return trip took much longer as the bus made many stops.  It was close to 6 pm when we got back to the house.  Dinner was at the house with Whitney and Tim.  A rather interesting menu: soup made from goji berries, leaves, and pork liver; small abalones stirred fried in garlic paste; razor clams with caramelized onions and butter; steamed bream; fruits – mangoes, apples, and pomelo.  I asked Tim to drop me off in Tai Po to try my luck at French Toast again, but they don’t serve them during dinner time.

 Enroute to Yuen Long.  Kapoks are among the first to bloom in the spring.

Lots of trails to hike in the Tai Po area.  From easy to quite difficult.

Sunday 3/15.  Today Anne’s siblings and their spouses all boarded Kenneth’s boat for a ride to the waters south of Lamma Island.  Afterwards we had lunch at Aberdeen Marina Club; we had not been there for a long time.  Dinner was at the Jockey Club in Happy Valley.

 Saying goodbye in the seas south of Lamma Island.

A familiar view from 15B.

Monday 3/16.  Flight home on a crowded flight.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Australia. February 10 – 24, 2015.

Tuesday 2/10.  The cold and snowy winter continued to be a threat to our travel plans.  The forecast was such that United allowed fee-free rebookings for our planned day of travel.  The actual weather turned out to be better than expected, so our flight was going to leave on time.  Chung Shu took us to the airport.

After we boarded the plane, we were told the crew’s arrival from Boston was delayed (the snow did hit Boston hard, again.)  So we waited for the pilots to show up and do their usual checks.  Then the pilot decided they needed more fuel, which translated to another wait.  All said and done, we had a delay of over an hour.  It also makes one wonder if these people have ever heard of multi-tasking or parellel-processing.  The good news is Anne and I had an empty seat between us, so the 5:30 hour flight was quite comfortable.

Given my prior experience with flying to Australia during the winter, I booked a flight out that would allow us ample time to make the connection.  Even with the delay we managed to stop by the United lounge.  After we boarded UA839, we were told one person had a visa problem and had to be deplaned, together with the luggage.  Together with the need to take on extra fuel (plane was packed, after all), this flight was again delayed by close to an hour – reaffirming my suspicion that airline personnel think linearly.  I got only a couple of hours of sleep even though we managed to get business class seats.  I also signed on the internet so I could get a couple of things done.

The 777 we flew in was an old United plane with 8-across seating in business class.  The backward-facing seats Anne and I had (7A and 7B) caused me considerable confusion (like why the sun was on our side of the plane.)  We were right next to the galley and I found the noise from it troublesome.  All in all only a few seats in the section would qualify as “good” in my judgment.  I would be quite unhappy if I had to dish out thousands of dollars to pay for this seat.

 This is what passes for international business class dinner nowadays on United.

 Crossed the Pacific.

Thursday 2/12. We managed to arrive close to schedule, and went through immigration and customs quickly: the former was helped along by being able to go through the express lane; the latter despite our declaration that we were bringing chocolates and energy bars.  Ruth and Stephen picked us up.

Anne had to teach an English class via Skype, so she stayed at Jennings Street while the three of us went to this new restaurant (East Phoenix) in Zetland to have lunch; we did bring something back for Anne to eat.

Sophia Lui came by to pick us up at around 2:30 pm to head to the airport for our 3:55 pm flight.  Tigerair Australia has these really low fares (AUD$110 roundtrip SYD-BNE) that place a lot of restrictions on what passengers with those fares can do.  Sophia helped with online check-in for us, so we had our boarding passes (including those for the return trip) with us when we showed up at the airport.  Security for domestic flights is a breeze, you don’t need to show IDs or boarding passes to get into the airside.

Other than for being a bit late, our flight was uneventful.  Ruth checked out the Hertz rental car, and drove to Ling and Wally’s place in Middle Park.  By the time we got there, Ling had dinner waiting for us.

Accommodation for 2 nights: Ling and Wally’s House, Middle Park.

Friday 2/13.  We drove out to Bribie Island, about 90 minutes away, and had a huge order of fried fish (5 different varieties: barramundi, trevally, John Dory, coral trout, and cod.)  Everything except the barramundi – a river fish – was good.  This was followed by a drive around Glass House Mountains, a collection of peaks left over from an active volcanic period about 25 million years ago.  Afterwards we stopped over at the Brisbane School of Theology and had a brief chat with Mr. Gibson, its president.  For dinner we cooked the Angus porterhouse steaks and rack of lamb purchased at Ling’s favorite market in that area.

 On Bribie Island.  We ordered a lot of fried fish from Savige's Seafood in the background.

This is one of the Fish and Chips orders.

 With my sisters Ruth and Ling.

I don't recall ever seeing a sign like this.  So for the motorists there is a sign asking them to speed up?

Panoramic view of the Glass House Mountains.

In front of Brisbane School of Theology.

Saturday 2/14.  Visited the museum district in Brisbane.  My view of the ones in Sydney is quite low, so I was quite impressed with how modern the Brisbane buildings look, and the collections housed in them.  Admission is free.  The six of us had lunch at the Museum Café, after which we returned to the airport for our flight back to Sydney.  Turns out Hertz requires a receipt to prove that the customer filled up the gas tank before returning it, “no exceptions.”  I am surprised this is the policy for Australia as it is one of the more easy-going countries I have visited.  This “distrust your customer unless he can prove otherwise” isn’t a winning policy, in my opinion.  I would try to avoid Hertz in the future, even though other rental companies may have the same policy.

 View of Brisbane Central Business District across the Brisbane River, from inside the Queensland Art Gallery.

An installation inside the gallery.

Accommodation: Jennings Street, Matraville.

Sunday 2/15.  Flight CX111 was a bit late coming in, so it was close to 9:45 am when Tim and Whitney got to Jennings Street.  Stephen, Anne and I still managed to make it to Praise Church for their 10 am worship.  On our way back we bought a few pies for lunch.  Tim had booked a house at Lake Macquarie, and it was a short 90 minute drive up from Matraville.  Dinner was home-cooked, with meat (porterhouse steak) and seafood (ling and trevally) the main dishes.

Sunset at Mannering Park.

Accommodation for 3 nights: 19 Kenilworth Street, Mannering Park, NSW.

Monday 2/16.  We were quite late getting organized to go out today.  We decided to head out to Swansea and Warner Bay, on the eastern part of Lake Macquarie.  Lunch was at Café Macquarie which served traditional food.  After we came back, Tim, Anne and I took turns to paddle around in the kayak that came with the house.  Dinner was home-cooked: smoked salmon, steamed bream, and curried chicken were the main dishes.

 Caves Beach lives up to its name.

 Rorschah's test.  What do you see?  I see a lion's head.

Cafe Macquarie, in the town of Belmont at Lake Macquarie.


Kayaking on the lake.

Tuesday 2/17.  Since our visit at the Swansea seafood coop yesterday was not satisfactory, we decided to try again this morning, getting there quite early, with me doing the driving.  Well, there was still not much there, and we ended up not buying anything.  We decided to visit Port Stephens, leaving at about 10 am.  First stop was Holbert’s Oysters at Salamander Bay, and we got 2 ½ dozens of raw oysters; everyone ate, even Anne had several.  After buying tickets for the 1:30 pm dolphin tour on MV, we stopped by Aquablu restaurant to have lunch.  The prices were a bit expensive, but the portions were huge.  The boat was surprisingly full, mostly with Chinese and Korean tourists.  Today was not a good day for dolphins, however, and we had to give up after 1 ½ hours.  Riding on the boat was pleasant enough for me, and they gave us vouchers for a future trip, good for one year.  We drove back to Mannering Park, drop off a few people, and went to Woolworth for a third time this trip, to pick up some vegetables for tonight’s dinner.

 Nelson Bay dolphin watch was unsuccessful.  It was still a nice boat ride.

Sunset this evening looked like the one a couple of days ago.

Wednesday 2/18.  Trip back to Sydney.  We took a circuitous route so we could stop by The Entrance, a town built around the channel between the ocean and Lake Tuggerah.  Being closer to Sydney, it has more of a tourist town feel to it, which is okay with us tourists.  The tide was coming in, and the water in the channel was crystal clear.  We saw many mullets swimming in the channel.  An elderly gentleman we chatted up told us (i) these fish show up around this time of the year, and are known as Easter fish; and (ii) the outgoing tide is quite a bit murkier.  We again stopped by Zetland East Phoenix for lunch before dropping Tim and Whitney off to check into their Little Bay Apartment.  Later that day I went with them to that apartment, and jogged the 2 miles back to Jennings Street.  Ruth went to pick up Alyson who was flying in at around 9 pm.

The Entrance, a tourist down at the entrance of the Pacific Ocean into Lake Tuggerah.  There were a lot of mullets swimming upstream in the clear water. They are called "Easter fish" because of the season.

Thursday 2/19.  I accompanied Ruth to drive Tim’s group to the Central Station so they could take the train to Alfred’s dental practice.  Ruth then went to Paddy’s Market to do some vegetable shopping while I had coffee upstairs.  After we got back to Jennings Street, I walked to the Eastern Suburb Cemetery to visit father’s grave.  Anne had an English class that lasted until 1:15 pm or so.  When she was done, we went to Le Perouse to have a simple lunch.  Anne and I got dropped off at the Opera House where we picked up a couple of tickets for a concert, and the seven opera tickets I had previously bought on line.  Riding the Sydney Harbor Ferries is always an enjoyable activity, this time we took the fast ferry out to Manly (18 minute ride), wandered around and did some souvenir shopping, and took the regular ferry (30 minutes) back.  A short walk took us to Bistrode CBD where we met up with others (including Alfred) for dinner.

 View of Sydney Harbor from ferry to Manly.

Cemetery where father is buried.

Dinner with family at Bistrode CBD.

By the way, today is Chinese New Year.

Friday 2/20.  Tim has a classmate from his medical school days whom I got to meet a couple of years ago.  They again got together today and I tagged along, for a few hours anyway.  The day started with Ruth dropping us (Tim, Whitney, Alyson and me) off to catch the 10:45 am ferry from Circular Quay to Woolwich.  Eisen met up with us and we walked for about 45 minutes to get to the lunch place (Cuicinetta in Hunters Hill) where we had a leisurely lunch.  This 2-hat restaurant certainly wasn’t cheap!  I had the pork loin, many others had some sort of pasta.  After lunch we walked another 45 minutes to Eisen’s house to chat for a while.  I took the 3:24 pm ferry back to Circular Quay to meet up with Anne – she spent most the time visiting the Art Gallery.  We strolled around the wharf, saw two cruises ships (Carnival Legend and one from Royal Caribbean) leave port.  A ten minute walk got us to the Hyatt hotel’s lawn where many colorful terra cotta lanterns were set up.  These are on loan from China which had them at the recent Olympics.

A slow bus ride (30-odd stops) took us to Eastgardens at around 6 pm.  Ruth and Stephen were waiting for us when we got there.  Dinner was one rack each of beef sparerib and pork sparerib for the four of us.  The ribs were okay, the beef ones a bit tough.

 Lane Cove River is a narrow inlet with boats tied along side.

 Bluff overlooking Lane Cove River.

 Menu at Cucinetta.

 Roasted pork.  I would say the plate was meticulously but not artistically decorated.

 View of Harbor and Bridge from Eisen's home in Hunter's Hill.

Outside Park Hyatt. These terra cotta lanterns were used in the Beijing Olympics.

Saturday 2/21.  Lunch with Tim, Whitney, Alyson, Stephen and Ruth at East Phoenix again – incidentally the area is called Victoria Park as Zetland used to be rather run-down.  Afterwards we were dropped off at the nearby Green Square station where we caught a train to Circular Quay.  Our first concert of the day was one by Sydney Symphony, conducted by David Robertson.  Anne and I then took the free bus (#555) to head down to World Square for a simple dinner at Ding Tai Fung.  We had some problems with finding the right bus stop, and the buses being full; on the way back to Circular Quay we had no problems.  I thought bus drivers are a bit grumpier, and dread to think if the reason is not all the tourists crowding in at every stop – and most of these tourists are from China.  In any case, we attended Opera Australia’s performance of Gounod’s Faust.  For this concert Tim (3) and Ruth (2) joined us.  It was quite late when we were done.

 Sydney Symphony at Opera House.

 Din Tai Fung at World Square.

Sunday 2/22.  Morning service at Praise Church, followed by lunch of quiche from House of Pi and leftovers.  I wanted to get in an afternoon nap but couldn’t.  At about 4 pm we decided to go to Eastgardens to do some shopping for our grandchildren.  We met up with Ruth’s children and families at Bavarian Bier Cafe in Chatswood.  The restaurant does serve some Bavarian dishes and beers, but there was lots of traditional Australia food also.  Their combo for two is huge.  Susanna had to stop by a clinic for an emergency visit, so we ended up staying at the restaurant for longer than expected.  (Susanna is fine.)

 Meeting new friends (Cheungs) at Praise Church.  They are good friends with Larry during their New Zealand days.

 Dinner with Wilson and Susanna at Bavarian Bier Cafe in Chatswood.

Mixed grill.

Monday 2/23.  We went to visit mother again at Fairlea, her condition has certainly deteriorated a bit compared to last year, but the staff reassured us that she has been eating well.  After the visit we wanted to go to Zen for lunch but had to settle for “The Eight” at Market City due to lack of parking.  Anne and I tarried at the mall a bit before deciding to see what ferries we might be able to catch.  When we asked to buy a couple of Multi passes at a pharmacy, the manager suggested that we buy Opal cards instead.  These are stored value cards that work somewhat like Octopus cards in Hong Kong, with the added advantage that the maximum charge is AUD15 per day.  We used the cards for roundtrip rides to Neutral Bay and Watson Bay, with a 30-minute break at Neutral Bay and an immediate turnaround at Watson Bay since that was the last ferry of the day.  This was followed by a bus ride on X74 to Coogee Bay.  We strolled around the beach area for about 45 minutes before meeting up with Ruth and Stephen for dinner at Eastern Sea Restaurant.  The owner goes to the same church my sister does, and chatted with us in between serving customers.  They have known each other for decades, and she has been at the place for 29 years (and it had been run by someone else for 28 or so years before that.)

Coogee feels the same after all these years.

Tuesday 2/24.  After my usual breakfast, I hiked again to the cemetery both as exercise and to visit father’s grave a second time.  Ruth and Stephen had grandparent duties today, so they took off after dropping us off at the airport.  Check in was easy enough, and we found ourselves in the Singapore First Class lounge since I managed to get a couple of saver first class seats.  The lounge was empty (I think only flight out at that time was ours) and nicely appointed, but I must say I was underwhelmed: they just had a limited selection of food items, all Southeast Asian at that.  Our flight was reasonably full (full F and B, some scattered empty Y seats), but we left on time.  I don’t fly international first class that often, but must say United F is great only when compared to their business class seats.  One does get more attention from the flight attendants, though.

 Food at Singapore Airlines lounge in Sydney.

 Riding in comfort in International First Class.

Domestic economy plus, not so much.

I am posting this during our UA870 flight since I bought internet access, I will come back and add some photos later on.  Meanwhile, we brought only light winter clothes and it will be quite cold when we land.  Of course we should also count our blessings as our recent trips took us out of NJ during the bitter cold spells.