Then last weekend, I was supposed to be on a booze cruise at noon on Saturday. But I though it was at 1pm. Whoops. So, after rushing down there, I got to Pyrmont just as the boat was pulling away. I'm no quitter so I called a water taxi to take me to meet the boat. (If it wasn't a 4 hour cruise full of cheap grog I never would have done it.) Needless to say, I got a good cheer from the folks on the boat when I arrived. And the rest of the day was fantastic: sun, friends, cheap sparkling, cheesy cover band...good times! Fun!
Approaching the boat:

My arrival (note the yellow of the water taxi in the background):










