The Ho Ho Bus

The Hop On, Hop Off Bus should probably be called the Lum Lum Bus in our case, for Lumber On, Lumber Off, because we were certainly weren’t looking for any hopping after our trekking yesterday.

After a late start, we walked from our apartment to the Ho Ho bus stop just down the street, next to a bake shop that smelled delicious. I was too full from my muesli breakfast to contemplate a croissant or pastry. The pile of merengue ducks was cute. Maybe when we return in the afternoon.

The bus arrived, I showed the driver my QR code tickets, and he gave us our headsets. By the time we’d climbed to the upper level, he driven off. A whirlwind tour into the city with commentary we could almost understand. 





At the central train station, we hopped of the red line bus and changed to the blue line which would take us out to Bondi Beach. 

The surf up and full of surfers, the water cold (I took off my sandals and actually got in up to my ankles), and another beach without a single shell. 

I did find a ribbon with a deflated balloon, so my beach combing/trash picking self carried it to the bin. We were hungry. Time for lunch at Betty’s Burgers. 


We walked to the other end of the beach, passing the local exercise park, to catch the bus back to the CBD.

I hadn’t realized the bus stopped running at 3:30. No city lights tours, at least in winter. We rode back to the last stop, then took a city bus to Elizabeth Bay. 



Ibis were bathing in the El Alamein Fountain, a memorial to the Australian forces fighting at the Battle of El Alamein in Egypt in WWII.

I don’t think most Americans are aware of how much help New Zealand and Australia lent to the Allies. Every town has a memorial to the men they lost in the world wars.


They also have Returned and Service League clubs most everywhere. As a member, one can visit clubs all over the country.

Dinner of ramen in our apartment, then Aussie game shows that we really didn’t understand with comedians we don’t know telling jokes we didn’t get. Loved it.

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