It was my first weekend in Sydney when my friend picked me up to go to Bondi beach. We drove to the beach with the tunes cranked and windows open. It was a beautiful hot summer day. After hanging out on the beach and body surfing the waves, we grabbed some fish and chips and headed home. As we turned onto my street, my friend squealed to a halt. Now, I want to believe that he shouted “Crikey mate!” but I know that’s not true. But he had seen something. We got out of the car and there on the road was a big lizard. This was my first lizard encounter in Australia, and definitely not my last. He told me that it was called a blue-tongued lizard. I foolishly asked why. Seconds later I had my answer and the mystery was no more. Sherlock Holmes at your service.
- Last Impressions of Sydney (thelittlebackpacker.com)