Thursday, October 18, 2007

First Day in Sydney

We have a tour of the “Rocks:” the area where the first convicts lived and worked when Merry Oulde England started exporting convicts to Australia. Our tour guide thanks us folks from the US, because England only started shipping convicts to Australia after the American Revolution, when England couldn’t dump convicts in the U.S. anymore.


We then take a bus tour of Sydney and suburbs. One stop is at Bondi beach, a surf spot in an area of luxury homes.

I note an Asian couple on the beach. The young woman is struggling to dress herself under a bright orange towel while her young fellow stands by waiting. It looks like she is trying to wrestle two small children she does not want the world to see.

After a while she discards the towel (she is wearing diaphanous underpants and a top) and starts using both hands to try to pull up her very tight jeans. She is not up to the task, and is forced to ask for help from her companion.

He put both hands on the waistband and starts to pull. Her bum starts to bulge above her jeans, but the jeans fail to gain altitude. She says something to him and he pulls her panties back about a foot and reaches in, in full view of everyone on the beach, and brushes off her cheeks.

He then puts both hands on her waistband and starts to pull. Miriam and I walk on as he continues to pull without apparent success. No pictures are, alas, available.

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