Sydney!
After a couple of days of relative rough seas coming from Noumea across the southern Pacific we arrived in Sydney harbor to much calmer waters.
After a couple of days of relative rough seas coming from Noumea across the southern Pacific we arrived in Sydney harbor to much calmer waters.
We were last in Sydney about nine months ago on our
Australia/New Zealand adventure. Sydney is one of those cities that calls you
back and when you know you are going to return, you get excited just thinking
about it.
Sydney is one of the truly great cities of the world. A
vibrant center, exciting architecture, good transportation, water, water
everywhere – a city that uses its water as no other, perhaps not even Venice –
and, either beaches or mountains within a few minutes’ drive from the city center.
Sydney is a city of around five million people. People of all ethnicities,
backgrounds, religions, political orientation, and whatever other way one might
want to characterize them.
Sydney is almost 200 years old in terms of its initial
settlement, but is has a young, vibrant feel and just walking around one sees
some of that vibrancy in the shops, the people, and the almost unbelievable
variety of food choices – continental, Chinese, Malay, Korean, south African,
eastern Mediterranean, south American, native Australian, seafood, vegetables,
meats (some of which would never make it in the good ole US of A…). Couple
those things with an almost impenetrable local argot (although English is
believed to be spoken as well…) and you can imagine yourself in the true Land
of Oz.
OK, enough rhapsodizing about what has rapidly become one of
Bonnie and my favorite cities (and countries). On to some details of our Sydney
adventure.
Yesterday when we landed and cleared customs, we went for a
walk downtown in the Circular Quai area to re-familiarize ourselves with the
area.
Last year we had stayed in Sydney for several weeks between
two cruises and we had an apartment overlooking the Sydney harbor – Sydney
Harbor Bridge to the left and the Sydney Opera House to the right as we looked
from our apartment balconies. We did a little credit card therapy to replenish
some toiletries and replace one of Bonnie’s lost dress tee shirts (that’s
another whole story that I will spare you at this time…). We came back to the
ship early in the afternoon to get ready for our night at the opera. Forget
about the Marx Brothers, this was truly a night to remember.
We knew that one of the perks of being World Cruisers on
this ship was that there would be several special events for World Cruisers
only – a night at the Sydney opera was one of the perks. We were told that we
should meet at the appointed time on the tender deck. Strange, we thought,
since the regular gangway was located several decks above the tender deck. We
figured it was just to get everyone assembled for the parade out to the busses
and the drive to the opera house. Wrong! On the tender deck, we were shepherded
onto one of the local harbor cruise boats and were treated to a harbor
sightseeing cruise as our introduction to the night and as our transportation
across the harbor from the ship’s dockage to the opera house.
We arrived at the opera house and were led to the rear
patio overlooking the harbor, the bridge, and a massive tent that had been set
up for dinner. As we entered the patio, there were three aborigines in costume
and paint with native instruments welcoming us. We had cocktails on that patio
and awaited dinner. Once we were ushered into the tent, we were greeted by
another aborigine and members of several tribes. We were “smoked” in as honored
guests. The smoking ceremony consisted of several young women carrying logs
upon which were piled smoldering eucalyptus leaves. The aroma of the smoldering
leaves permeated the entire room and was actually quite nice – certainly better
than some pipe and cigar smoke I have been exposed to. They then proceeded to
give us a show with both interpretive dances and a lesson in what the various
paint lines, dots, symbols and other body markings meant. In all, a rather
unique welcome to a rather unique country/continent.
Our welcoming committee |
New friends... |
The smoking ceremony |
After dinner, we were shown into the Joan Sutherland
Pavilion of the Opera House and treated to a performance of Tosca. What a
treat!! Neither Bonnie nor I are opera buffs – as were many in the audience –
but just to be able to sit in that great hall and to hear an opera under in
those magnificent acoustics was something not that many get to do. We finally
made it back to the ship by about 11:15 and literally fell into bed.
The next morning we decided to take it easy and visit the
city’s renowned botanical gardens, have a nice lunch, and enjoy our last day in
Sydney. After getting back to Circular Quay, we walked over to the Botanical
Garden and proceeded to check out Government House and Mrs. Maquarrie’s Rock.
Government House was nothing special, except that it was a large imposing structure
that was at one time the residence of the Governor prior to Australia’s
independence. The Botanic Garden, on the other hand, is simply magnificent. It
covers several hundred acres of prime land right in the heart of the city and
teems with activity at all times. We must have seen several hundred walkers,
joggers, game-players, and countless tourists taking pictures – including yours
truly…
The Botanic Garden and the City |
No need to tell you where this is... |
That is a rock overhang carved out by wave action |
I can't get enough of this vista...looking out over the harbor from Mrs. McQuarrie's Chair. |
For lunch we returned to one of our favorite little
hole-in-the-wall restaurants: Memak Malay. Since we will be traveling to
Malaysia and Indonesia, we considered this a necessary training venue. We then
returned to the ship after calculating we had walked over 7 ½ miles that day!
Tomorrow is a sea day that begins our next leg – 13 days around Australia and
up to Bali, Indonesia. Here is a preview:
Stay tuned…
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