The start of day 3 in Sydney was a bit on the average side. I walked around for miles again. I went to scenic overlooks and pondered life’s questions. Why is there crime in this world? How did Miley Cyrus become so famous? Why can’t I be a pop super idol? Why does the air conditioning in the hostel turn off when the light is turned off? Do I really want to spend another night in the hostel?
I could only come up with the answer to the last question, and that answer was no. I was ready to head down to Melbourne (pronounced almost like Mel-bin) I was ready to sleep in my own bed, ready for my own room.
So I booked my train ticket to leave at 8:45pm. With a few hours to kill, I went back to the Darling Harbour. Looking as majestic as the day before, I decided to take a gander from the other side.
From there, I saw something that caught my eye, The World’s Largest IMAX!!! I was in a bit of a pickle, however. Ask any traveler if seeing a movie while traveling is a good thing to do. The response will be unfailing, laughter followed by condescending smugness. Yet the tourist in me had a sudden feeling that I had to see Avatar in 3D. Nice marketing Sydney.
Avatar 3D is epic, but also close to seven hours long. With my train departure rapidly approaching, I was forced to leave the movie 15 minutes early and sprint to the station. Please do not tell me how it ends, thank you. I was able to sneak on board just as the train made its final call. With my stomach full of mediocre pad thai and my eyes weary from too much 3D, I reclined my seat to an 85 degree angle and shut my eyes with dreams of Melbourne in my head.