(No biking, lots of pictures)
In Copenhagen at new years eve, the sky is literally set on fire. Everybody have fireworks and more or less go nuts at midnight. It's usually a spectacular experience even if you are just a spectator, but in Australia fireworks are not allowed for the public, and with good reason too. Australia sometimes seems to be very flammable, and when it does catch fire it doesn't kid around.
Anyways Sydney supposedly do a mean show new years eve, but two million people know that and want a piece of the action so finding a nice spot in the centre would be tricky. As it turns out it wasn't. It might not have been the BEST EVER spot, but a good spot still. Could not see the Opera house but was up high, and could see the bridge. Now the anticipation and waiting begins, but the beauty of writing is I can just skip that part and go straight to the booms and the bangs.
It's not as crazy as Copenhagen, but it is very orchestrated and for that reason it takes the price. What a show they put on here and people love it, lots of wuhus and wows. I got us some bubbly for the big night, that quickly turned late. And get this, on the train station on the way home I ran into an English dude that also stayed at the backpackers place in Adelaide while I was there, I didn't mention him before, but we had a few beers together in Rad. What a small world.
As a tourist on foot the city is quite interesting. In the centre if the city is the harbours and train station called Circular Quay. There is a station called Central, but it's not really central, go figure. On one side of Circular Quay is the Opera House, and on the other is The Rocks. It's an area that today houses many small shops and restaurants, and is a popular tourist attraction. It has its name from the local sandstone most of the buildings where made with. For a long time it was a rough sailor and prostitution hangout, I have head enough, I like the place already.
Just over the Rocks is the Sydney Harbour Bridge, I do want to walk over it, as in not just across but climbing over it, but when I was there it was literally rigged with explosives, for New Years eve, but I did get to go up in one of the pylons. Sometimes you just got to give in and be the tourist with the camera.
Just north east of the centre is Taronga Zoo, you can get there by boat from Circular Quay and for that reason alone I want to go there. The zoo is cool but nothing spectacular. I like zoos but have a problem with enclosures that seems small, and some of them did. Animals didn't seem to care much though.
I get the change to see a spider show, no not dancing spiders, but a guy explaining how much more scare of us the spiders are, than we are of them. This is also the first time I see a Red back and a Funnel Web. I'm quite happy with them being in the glass, they didn't seem to trilled though.
The last night before I need to head out, I take a small trip to Bondi Beach. I have never been much of a beach person but I have been told this is something else. It is not that big really, but the mass of people that are there don't seem to know that. Here are all the kinds of beach goers you can imagine, from families with hyper kids to the big dudes who pretty much can do nothing but have muscles. Oh yeah, and girls in very small bikinis, but this is a family show so I'll leave it at that.
In Copenhagen at new years eve, the sky is literally set on fire. Everybody have fireworks and more or less go nuts at midnight. It's usually a spectacular experience even if you are just a spectator, but in Australia fireworks are not allowed for the public, and with good reason too. Australia sometimes seems to be very flammable, and when it does catch fire it doesn't kid around.
Anyways Sydney supposedly do a mean show new years eve, but two million people know that and want a piece of the action so finding a nice spot in the centre would be tricky. As it turns out it wasn't. It might not have been the BEST EVER spot, but a good spot still. Could not see the Opera house but was up high, and could see the bridge. Now the anticipation and waiting begins, but the beauty of writing is I can just skip that part and go straight to the booms and the bangs.
It's not as crazy as Copenhagen, but it is very orchestrated and for that reason it takes the price. What a show they put on here and people love it, lots of wuhus and wows. I got us some bubbly for the big night, that quickly turned late. And get this, on the train station on the way home I ran into an English dude that also stayed at the backpackers place in Adelaide while I was there, I didn't mention him before, but we had a few beers together in Rad. What a small world.
As a tourist on foot the city is quite interesting. In the centre if the city is the harbours and train station called Circular Quay. There is a station called Central, but it's not really central, go figure. On one side of Circular Quay is the Opera House, and on the other is The Rocks. It's an area that today houses many small shops and restaurants, and is a popular tourist attraction. It has its name from the local sandstone most of the buildings where made with. For a long time it was a rough sailor and prostitution hangout, I have head enough, I like the place already.Just over the Rocks is the Sydney Harbour Bridge, I do want to walk over it, as in not just across but climbing over it, but when I was there it was literally rigged with explosives, for New Years eve, but I did get to go up in one of the pylons. Sometimes you just got to give in and be the tourist with the camera.
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| The very rare primate Homo Turistas. Not know to be venomous but can get very aggressive when sunburned. |
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| An actual golden goldfish |
The last night before I need to head out, I take a small trip to Bondi Beach. I have never been much of a beach person but I have been told this is something else. It is not that big really, but the mass of people that are there don't seem to know that. Here are all the kinds of beach goers you can imagine, from families with hyper kids to the big dudes who pretty much can do nothing but have muscles. Oh yeah, and girls in very small bikinis, but this is a family show so I'll leave it at that.
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