Go to the Fosters Bondi Beach at Trafalgar Square thats what! We were promised tonnes of sand, meat pies, sausage rolls and zinc on the nose. What we got was this:
Thats not how I remember Bondi Beach. Needless to say I was rather disappointed and ended up roaming the streets looking for good bookshops until I got to Chinatown to get more emergency supplies of Char Sew and Nissan Noodles.
Nissan Noodles
Food of the Gods.
Eaten by the people.
Feed the masses.
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