There we were, circling the hotel like an eagle teasing it’s prey; we got a little closer every circle, only to find some traffic sign telling us we couldn’t turn or no parking spots were left. Eventually – victory was ours, and with one aggressively dangerously move, Mr. HG pulled into a park as someone was leaving & we slammed to a sudden halt.
You know that feeling you have when you’ve achieved the unachievable – you want to hug your fellow warrior right? We looked at each other in stunned disbelief. Had it really taken us a little over an hour to drive a dozen or so blocks from the centre of Sydney to Darlinghurst? Have we lost the art of navigating seemingly familiar territory? Yep – guilty as charged!
We’d arrived slap bang in the upbeat & sophisticated part of Darlinghurst with all its edgy bars & spas; gourmet restaurants, boutique stores & cool clubs. This area is Sydney’s answer to New York’s SoHo district with a bit of an eclectic vibe, we were about to check into the very elegant & stylish Hotel Medusa for an indulgent overnight Chillax before heading back to Canberra the next day. Continue Reading 
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