A weekend in Sydney

G'day

So last weekend I headed to Sydney. I'd spent a few weeks there in 1999 so I was interested to see whether I liked it as much now as I did then (in 1999 I hadn't even bothered coming to Melbourne!). There were certain things I wanted to do (see something at the Opera House, swim at Shelly Beach), some things I wasn't sure if I wanted to do (climb the bridge), and recommendations from friends (have a cake at Zumbos) that I was keen to try. In the end I did all these things.

It had been tricky finding somewhere to stay as it was Mardi Gras weekend and everywhere was booked. Luckily the youth hostel had ensuite rooms available and I managed to nab one of those. The location was great (see pic).

The view from my room. The hostel is on stilts as it stands on the foundations of some old houses from the 1820s (I think) so you can see the outline of these old buildings and panels tell you the history.

A workmate had recommended a veggie dumpling place near the cathedral (below) so I decided to heave lunch there as soon as I'd arrived.

St Mary's Cathedral

The healthy bit of the lunch - I'd already spent over $50 on little dumplings.

After that, and despite just wanting to lie down and sleep, I went to the Australia Museum (bit boring) and then wandered round the CBD (city centre). In the evening I went to a famous pie van where they do floaters - not what you might think! I had the veggie floater which is a pie with mash and mushy peas and gravy. A bargain at just $5.50! And then I took a photo of the bridge at night.

I can't decide which shot I prefer so have put both up.

Next day the plan had been to head over to Manly and then stroll along the beach there to another smaller beach, Shelly Beach, which I remembered loving last time. Unfortunately the weather wasn't great so I did a walk through the Botanic Gardens and visited a couple of buildings instead.

Loads of cockatoos. Loud.

The CBD across the Botanic Gardens.

Then I had a wander some of Sydney's other attractions.

The oldest church in Sydney - St James's.

The oldest building in Sydney - Cadman's Cottage.

The Sydney Nolan room at the New South Wales Gallery (he's a famous Aussie artist but I wasn't that impressed)

Saturday night was opera night and I was pretty excited. Carmen has loads of well-known tunes and seeing it at the famous Opera House was going to be a highlight. Which it was. Kind of. The seats in the Opera House were weirdly shallow but comfortable enough. The lead singer playing Carmen was weirdly tall but good enough. The acoustics were great but the volume was very low. Overall it was an experience that didn't quite live up to expectations but maybe my expectations were too high.

Sunday's weather was much better so I decided to catch the ferry over to Manly (so named because when the Europeans saw the aborigines on the beach for the first time they described their physiques as 'manly' - seriously, that's where the name comes from).

On the ferry. North Head (to the left) and South Head are the entrance (or exit!) to Sydney Harbour (officially called Port Jackson)

Manly Beach - lots of manly people doing manly things

Just south of Manly is Shelly Beach. I'd remembered it as being my favourite beach and it just about lived up to the memory. It's sheltered (so no huge waves) and the water was warm-ish and clear.

Just behind Shelly Beach you can walk up through forest and bushland to get this view across the whole of Manly. Last time I was here I walked into a massive spider's web. This time I managed to avoid them - though there were dozens of them and the spiders sitting in the middle of them didn't look too friendly still.

I then headed to a famous Sydney cake maker's new place in Manly where I queued for half an hour - but it was worth it.

This is a Milo 'cake' (Milo is a malt drink, like Ovaltine for non-Aussies, and something I love). There was a layer of Milo biscuit at the bottom, then various creamy/chocolatey layers above containing a huge Milo malteser, then a chocolate shell on the top. And the reason for the straw is because they somehow get some Milo drink into the middle of the whole thing and that's what you have first. Marvellous.

Sunday afternoon was all about the bridge. I took a walk under it and then, at 5pm, went to climb it. Preparations are like a trip into space. First, anything that could fall off you has to be removed - watches, jewellery, even hairclips, as anything falling from the top of the bridge could seriously injure someone below. Next you get kitted out in your unflattering jumpsuit, get your belt fastened, have your radio plugged in - and then your ready for the climb.

I was forced to do the thumbs up! Anyway,this is about halfway. I'd chosen the Discovery Climb which gives you more background on the bridge (like it would take you 5.21 seconds to fall from the top to the water)

Me and the building where the weirdly tall woman had sung the night before. Would you say the jumpsuit was more Blakes Seven or The Crystal Maze?

My group and I reach the top. Stupid waving thing was again enforced and not voluntary.

And that was that. Cunningly I'd timed it so on the way down we had the sunset. And despite having already forked out $208, I decided to fork out even more to get two photos ($35 each!) saved to disc. Unfortunately (or actually fortunately as it turned out), the guy forgot to put the disc into the holder and so when I went back the next day the boss apologised and gave me ALL the photos for the price of the two. Noice.

Then Monday, my final day, was more beaches day. I headed to famous Bondi and was no more impressed with it than in 1999, but following the coast path along from there you get to some lovely little coves.

Bondi. It's ok.

Tamarama beach (right hand side) and Bronte beach (left) - much nicer than Bondi

And that was that. Apart from to say that when two girls on the bridge climb started criticising Melbourne I started defending it. Plus Melburnians are friendlier than Sydneysiders (and Sydneysiders are pretty friendly!). So overall I was glad to be back and maybe I'm beginning to like Melbourne more. Sydney's great to visit. Melbourne's better to live.


Cliff