Friday, March 23, 2007

Australia Day Four - Sydney Harbour and The Rocks



This afternoon I went for a wander round The Rocks, one of Sydney's oldest districts. There were lots of excellent old buildings, though it all looked a bit American somehow. This one looks a lot like New Orleans, I think.


I'm an idiot. I left my bridge climb voucher somewhere in the UK. The lady at the desk was very helpful though. I gave her Emma's email address and we found the voucher on the system. She said "Can you remember if it's silver, gold or platinum?" and I said I wasnt' sure, it was white. She said "Was it a platinum one?" and I said I didn't really remember, not getting the hint. "Cause if you tell me whether or not it was a platinum one I should be able to sort you out". "Ah," I said, "This is one of those leading questions, isn't it?". "Yes" she said. "Then yes, it was a platinum one". "That's great!" she said, with Aussie Service Industry cheer, "We should be able to give you the details, here they are, just give us a call to organise your climb". I thanked her and left, with the voucher number in my pocket, looking forward to my trip.


Then I walked across the bridge, spotting a tall ship coming into the harbour. It's not that interesting unless you're into boats, but especially for my Dad and my brother, there's a whole set of photos of the ship going in and out of the harbour in my flickr account. Check the link on the left.


On the north side of the bridge I wandered down through Luna Park, and took a few more photos, but I didn't find much to grab my attention (perhaps I need a tour guide? I'll see if I can get Elissa to take me round another time) so I took the ferry back to Circular Quay. It's a short hop but the ferry that came first was going the long way round. Suits me, I thought, and sat down for a very cheap tour of the harbour. We went up to the Aquarium and Darling Harbour and then back down to the middle of town, taking in views of the city from all angles and seeing the National Maritime Museum for a while. I noticed something labelled the Welcome Wall at the end of the museum. I'm hoping to find out what this is later, cause to my mind, walls don't normally mean a welcome. If the wall in Berlin had been called that, perhaps they'd have kept it? Marketing can be very powerful. The whole concept sounds pretty similar to that of Friendly Fire, though. I'll try to make sense of it when and if I make the National Maritime Museum trip.


I came back into town, grabbed a coffee and came home. On the way I picked up some "Toohey's Old Black Ale", so I'm delighted to have found a proper beer here, where my English friends said there would be none! Time to shower now, and get ready for tonight's puppet show. And put on some more aftersun - sitting on top of that ferry for an hour was a bad idea...

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