Day 3 we moved from the city in Sydney to the beach town, Manly. Lugging our suitcases for 3 hours was torture. Poor Leah felt really sick all morning, puking 8 times – once in the water at Sydney Harbor, which was actually quite hilarious. Maria documented the aftermath of that one too. We made it to the hostel; they forgot to keep our room open, so they upgraded us to a larger room with bigger beds, a mini fridge, and a tv! Our luck keeps coming. It was in a prime location – the beach was outside our doorstep. We tanned and grocery shopped to save money. Dinner was just like at Sill house over the summer! We cooked pasta, bread, and salad. The rest of the night we chilled and actually got sleep for
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