First go take a look...

The morning after the flight: Does it feel different in any way? Weird? No, everything as always. I missed a night during the flight and after a night's sleep, I jumped straight into the new time without any problems.

The first real day in Australia - of course I have to see it. So off to the river and walk into the city center. When I arrived in town, there was a market on the shopping street - the first thing I saw was a blue and white checkered car: BratHaus with authentic German bratwurst... In Australia, everything that is German is also Bavarian. But the sausage didn't look that authentic - I didn't try it.

The image of the city center is characterized by old, pretty houses next to stark high-rises made of glass and metal - but somehow it fits together. And in the middle of it all there is a church that looks so small in comparison, like a doll's house.

There are big birds running around the city and I have to take a photo of them. Later I show them to a friend and she says: "Yes, those are ibises, they are always photographed by tourists." Well, I came out straight away :)