I really should let Jim post this, but it probably would get wiped off the face of the Internet for fear of foul language. We decided to try and hit Hard Rock Cafe for their Nachos for a quick late lunch with the kids. It is down on the other side of the bridge and the last time we went down there, it was totally booked up and we couldn't get in. HRC nachos are kinda a tradition with Jim and me. We have eaten them in every city that we have been in that has a HRC. And we hadn't hit Sydney's yet. So we went down there. 
It was kinda crowded on the streets, so Jim dropped me and the kids off. 10 minutes, 15 min, 20 min. I finally get a phone call saying that he hadn't found a spot yet. Unfortunately I had already ordered because the kids were hungry and I didn't think it would be that hard for Jim to park. So he got a little irritated and said he would just drive around until we were done and then just pick us up. Not what I had in mind. Told him to park and get inside. He did eventually find a spot and make it in. UGH!!!
After all that, we knew there was an Italian Fest going on nearby so we thought we would go and check it out. Left HRC and headed that direction. It was jam packed. No wonder there was no parking anywhere. You could hardly walk. We had kinda promised the kids more food there, but the lines were ginormous. Ended up hitting a news agent and just buying them ice cream to satisfy them that way. Unbelievable. Decided to get out there before we disappeared into Little Italy forever.
Needed to pick up a few take-home souvenirs for the folks at home. Jim said he would run me past the markets and circle back and get me in 10 minutes. Thought that was a good plan rather than parking in the mess down on Hay Street. I run in, run out. Proud of myself for getting done in less than 10 minutes. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Finally call Jim.
"Where are you?"
"Ummm... By Star City... I can't get back to you... all the streets are one way the other way (frustration seething through the phone)"
"OK, I can walk towards where you are -- just tell me a point and I'll meet you there"
"No, I don't know -- Just wait there and I'll be there"
Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. 10 more minutes. Call back...
"Where are you?"
"Traffic is awful"
"I can still walk up to you. Where are you? I'll head your way"
"No. Just stay there."Click
So I wait. And watch. And wait.
Finally the car with the driver with steam coming out of his ears drives up to retrieve me.