Kirribilli Markets
What a manic day, up at 5am to trawl a whole heap of clothes and stuff out to Kirribilli markets just under the Harbour Bridge. It's so manic there at 6am, there are people tearing through your bags of unopened clothing trying to find the best things (usually shop owners out to restock -- wifey swore that she sold some stuff back to the same shop owner she'd bought it from before). Then after that is another 8 hours of sitting around and dealing with general market shenanigans. Was actually quite fun. Wouldn't want to do it every weekend, but there are worse things than sitting with a gorgeous view, amongst fellow Sydney-siders on a warmish late-autumn Saturday afternoon. The only downside was the stupid, stupid old eastern-european woman who tried to rip us off (and sort of did), not once, but TWICE in the one day.