It’s invigorating to walk about the many booths and stalls of a market in the city, like Paddy’s Markets, where tropical fruits and unfamiliar vegetables are so fresh and prevalent. “Best deal!” shout the vendors. “Best quality heaya!” People hustle about in a buying frenzy.
The Sydney Fish Market, located near the Anzac Bridge on Sydney Harbour, was more odorous, of course, so I was significantly less enthused than I had been at the produce market. We got our fresh seafood and headed back home, just as an afternoon rainstorm hit.Back home, we settled in for the afternoon with a Christmas movie, put up lights, and considered turning up the air conditioning to get us in the holiday spirit.
Aussie Word of the Day: doccos = documentary films

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Did you say you had a food blog elsewhere? I want to read it, if so! (sorry I"m such a comment-whore, I do this to siri too!)
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