During the National Day in Sydney, I chose the 47th floor revolving restaurant overlooking the Opera House and the Harbour Bridge. The night view of the pre-food emperor is delicious to completely subvert my disgust with cooked salmon. The shrimp and beef slider plate is absolutely eye-catching. The main course eats steak and the domestic feeling is similar. I went to the toilet and was going to pay the bill. I found that my bag was missing. The moment was definitely more exciting than skydiving. Passport wallet ID card mobile phone were in it. Is this what I want to stay in this development? [covering face] Let the waiter help find it. It may be rotated to someone else. I haven't found it for a long time. When I said to adjust the monitoring, a waiter said that someone picked up my bag [Hey ha] The baby can go home... The burning incense has its own gods to protect