Our last day in Sydney. Although I've enjoyed being here, it does feel like time to move on. We have another day in Sydney at the end of the trip, as we fly in one morning and out the following morning.

Again we had a bad jetlagged night, we really don't seem to be able to get over this. I think happiness at being on holiday is keeping us going. The fact that we can hear a lot of traffic outside at night (despite being 8 floors up) doesn't help us sleep. Sydney doesn't seem to sleep - at least London is fairly quiet at 4am.

We tried to get a bus to Hillsongs Church, which had been recommended, but failed. Although they commendably put on a free bus from the Central Station, their website doesn't say exactly where, and we missed it. There are four services, so we'll go later today. Had a terrible cheese toastie from a veggie bar - worse than American cheese, which is saying something.

[Hyde Park with the AMP Tower in the background]

We went to the Australian Museum, just 1/2 mile away. Walked through Hyde Park; not as big as the one in London, but better designed and maintained. The museum has an excellent exhibition about indigineous Australians, explaining Aboriginal culture, lifestyle, evolution and history. It's a subject worth reading about if you've little background knowledge - there's a lot of social history I've only recently become aware of.

The skeleton exhibit had just that. Much more interesting than London's National History Museum - this one has people, snakes, fish, hedgehogs, armadillo and a cat, to name a few of the more fascinating ones. The one which looked most human was the sloth - might explain Iain's existence.

Iain looked at the rock exhibition whilst I wrote this (how organised). We saw photos and fragments of meteor craters in Australia, enough of them that it's scary. We saw an exhibition on biodiversity in Australia, which inlcuded some weird old animal called megafauna, whatever that was, but it excited Iain.

[The ANZAC memorial in Hyde Park]

We walked back through Hyde Park, past the awesome and humbling Anzac War Memorial, and had lunch at a nearby cafe. Happily it was still sunny enough to eat outside.

We decided to take the afternoon off sightseeing, and returned to the hostel to sleep (another non-jetlag-busting plan), plan, book ahead, and spod. We had dinner at the hostel, which is becoming a lazy, if cheap, habit. We haven't eaten dinner out at all in Sydney.

We caught a bus to Hillsongs at 6.30pm. It has two churches, we went to the City one. It's a converted warehouse, pretty big, and had around 400 people in the congregation. Very evangelical, very upbeat, more like a Nirvana concert than church. There were 35 people in the choir/band, and being good at jumping seemed to be a pre-requisite of joining. I hesitate to use the word "mosh-pit" but I'm tempted. Kangaroo worship is probably the best description. Great sermon, strongly delivered in the style of Billy Connelly, but not Scottish. Inspiring if a little intimidating. The shop at the end, complete with two cash registers, accepting credit cards, said it all. This church has a CD compilation at number 4 in the Australian charts. Great place, amazing Faith, huge work.