The Royal Botanical Gardens were great to walk round and see aussie wildlife, well, wild. I spent a lot of my childhood wanting a cockatoo. What I got was a cockatiel, similar but not the same. I put the cockatoo thing down to watching Playschool when I was little. I got quite excited to see them just roaming around the park, like you might see pigeons back home, so had to spend a bit of time trying to get up close to them.
Then one of the other famous park residents, the fruit bats. These things hang from every branch in certain areas, including up near where the weddings been held. If you don't like bats, look away now...
It was then to catch up with the rest of the gang and initiate Sara and Ben into the ways of the PBH. It was always going to be messy.
After a while she calmed down, and became nice Sara.
Really nice Sara...
...and going in for the kill. Actually I think there was a bet involved somewhere here.
Eventually it came time to leave the PBH, mainly because they wouldn't serve Sara any more drink. Something unheard of in Rach and Kev's entire time in Oz. No one has ever been refused service in the PBH until now.
We tried 2 further bars before eventually finding a place that was willing to let us in at 4 in the morning and serve us. I'm not sure getting Sara any more drink was a wise idea. She seemed happy with her Jack, still I thought it best to get her a glass of water as well. Then she had the bright idea that she could get the benefits of both if she combined them in one glass.
Jack, coke, Sara and water
It was time to go home.