Right at the end of Harris St (no. 1 Harris), by the water at Pyrmont, is the Zebra Lounge.
We had a beautiful breakfast there – delicious food and fantastic presentation. Coffees were a bit slow, but otherwise, can highly recommend it.
This Jackson’s landing area has been really nicely done so it’s a great place to have a wander afterwards.
This site has some history about the area, and its links to CSR, and there’s a fabulous photo gallery as well.
On a whim we went to NZ for the weekend (Friday – Wednesday). $260 air fares, what a great deal.
On the Thursday, Christchurch had a massive dump that knocked out power, roads and other services. Air services were unaffected, so we flew into Christchurch on the Friday night, and after a fascinating few days looking at the earthquake damage there we hired a car and made our way to Lake Tekapo, which has beautiful hot springs.
What a treat, sitting in the 40 degree water while looking at the snow-capped peaks. Just terrific.
Thank goodness they had yellow wrist bands to get in – it means I dind’t have to publish the yellow snow picture!
The last few years we’ve gone to the World Press Photo Exhibition at the State Library in Macquarie St and enjoyed it, so we went again today.
Lots of confronting images of war, death, poverty , illness, mental health, disease and deprivation, as well as sport, science, politics and the like.
Such a reinforcement of how lucky we are to live in Australia, and how important it is to work to maintain the peace and freedom we so often take for granted.
It was also a great opportunity to catch up with Annie and Stephen McRobie after their fabulous Spain and Morocco holiday over breakfast at the Circular Quay Pullman Q Dining
Great start to the weekend.
Who knew there’s a Sydney suburb in Sydney called Wareemba?
It’s just here near Abbotsford and Drummoyne.
An absolutely glorious early winter day this Sunday of a long weekend (thanks EIIR) so we started with breakfast at Trovatino Cafe on the footpath in the sunshine, then went for a walk around the suburb.
Beautiful. Great morning 🙂
Delicious breakie
We could both live here!
Or here!
Sydney’s annual Vivid festival – an annual outdoor lighting festival with light installations and projections. read about it at http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vivid_Sydney
Nice 🙂
We filmed a bit of Vivid from the top of the MCA
Drums in Martin Place
From the Overseas Passenger Terminal
From the Overseas Passenger Terminal
After last week’s little mosey along the Cook’s River from Tempe, we went back there and headed the other way. Turning left at Tempe Station and heading towards the airport, while I guess we didn’t expect to find pristine waters to swim and fish in that close to the airport, we were nonetheless surprised to see some pretty substantial waterfront developments being built around Wolli Creek. If they keep cleaning the river up it’ll be an attractive real estate investment methinks.
And we really didn’t think we’d be enjoying a drink at a club on the Cook’s River… we know where we’ll head for breakfast near the airport next time. Was quite nice!
Plenty of development at Wolli Creek
Disappointing… no fishing in the canal 😉 (Frankly, I’ve heard that lead poisoning isn’t as bad as they make out)
There’s a few nice parks and playgrounds and BBQs along the path
Wolli Creek, and “The Rowers” club on the river.
Shelter shed – you could shoot a 70’s movie in some of these places!
Fishing. Unbelievable!
A hard earned drink at “The Rowers”
The path goes right up to Sydney International Airport
Tempe. Industrial Sydney. My father in law caught the train each day here to work in the Department of Civil
Aviation workshops at nearby Marrickville for probably 30 years.
We are quite probably in the majority of Sydney residents… who knew you could own a 200 metre deep river
front property just 2 or 3 kilometres from the airport?
OK, the Cooks River isn’t the Riviera, but still; the river’s gradually being cleaned up I’m sure and I could
live there. Parks, huge blocks, cafes… nice. A great morning 🙂
Tempe Railway Station. Fabulous handicapped parking… just need a lift.
Google Best place to watch the sunset in Sydney and one of the suggestions is by the Bridge at Kirribilli.
After a busy week away for me, Robyn and I headed out at about 430 pm and bought some fish and chips before walking down to Jeffrey St Wharf at Kirribilli. There’s a lovely waterfront path heading east from the wharf. It must be a nice spot – we were the only two people there without a bridal party in tow – photographers, brides, grooms and their parties were the order of the day. A beautiful afternoon for their big day 🙂
The city looks gorgeous from here, especially at sunset. It’s a beautiful harbour.
That really IS Savignon Blanc! You’ll just have to believe me 😉
We’ve both been really busy with work this past week and needed to continue doing some more work over the weekend, so just a quick breakfast at a great little cafe in Surrey Hills before hitting the office.
Reuben Hills, a funky little cafe in Surry Hills
A rustic warehouse conversion
Delicious menu
ANZAC Day. I agree with many who argue this is our most significant day of the year.
We went down to Circular Quay to see the ANZAC images cast onto the pylons for the ANZAC centenary.
Beautiful.
We were hoping to see the poppy park down at Circular Quay as well, but by the time we got there after the sunset ceremony it had been taken down. Bugga 😦
Earlier in the day we went into the city for my first (ever) ANZAC Day march. Not many of the old brigade left – a few who joined under the age of 16 still here from WWII.
Appreciative crowd, terrific bands from schools and clubs; I love that our national day of remembrance is not one that celebrates a glorious victory but rather the futility of war.
Late in the day we headed back into Martin Place for the sunset ceremony. Teaming rain, thunder, lightning, but on queue the rain stopped for a moving tribute to the fallen from all wars.
#proud
ANZAC images cast onto the Harbour Bridge
ANZAC images cast onto the Harbour Bridge
ANZAC images cast onto the Harbour Bridge
Representing all the diggers from WWI. A riderless horse with the boots in the stirrups facing backwards
Not many left now
So, this weekend, we... 
