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Potts Point

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  • Day5

    Sydney

    March 4 in Australia ⋅ ☁️ 23 °C

    Nach einer sehr sehr langen und anstrengenden Fahrt haben wir nun endlich Sydney und unser Hotel erreicht 🙈 9+ Stunden Fahrt mit „kleinen“ Umwegen und Ärger mit dem Navi und der Benutzerin 😉🤦🏼‍♀️

  • Day87

    Auckland to Sydney

    July 15, 2015 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 8 °C

    The Auckland sky was locked in resolute clouds as we waited patiently for our plane to take us to Sydney.

    We flew with Emirates, a choice made by a coincidence of timing and conditions that fit our budget when our itinerary went through STA Travel's computers 9 months ago. Yet what a choice it turned out to be.

    Whilst some of you will have experienced or perhaps even be accustomed to the kind of service that Emirates offer even its Donkey Class customers, we were not. After zipping through check-in early and boarding an on-time plane, we sat down in large comfortable seats and a warm scented face towel. Greeted with smiles we dined on a 3-4 course dinner and watched the latest films. When the lights dimmed, stars shone on the ceiling and we couldn't get believe what we were receiving for a 3 1/2 hour flight. As we descended into Sydney airport we watched the plane touch down onto the runway by a camera mounted on the nose of the plane.

    Having arrived in previous destinations very late at night and/or very jet lagged it was novel to feel fairly refreshed. It didn't all go according to plan however as when we used the self-service passport machines, they did not consider Alex's face matched his passport (maybe the hair) so he had to join a long queue of other passport rejects. We were prepared for Australia's tough bio-security but it turned out to be the woman in front of us who was the biggest challenge. After being in a long line with lots of signs alerting her to be prepared, she was still on her mobile and having to search for her documents when she got to this section whilst the rest of us queued behind. The security officer's face was classic as he gave a knowing look to his colleague.

    We arrived at our hostel under the driving skills and humour of shuttle bus driver Shane. He told us that he showed his son an AUS$5 note, which has the image of the Queen on it and asked who this was. His son replied 'Grandma'. Shane explained 'Grandma' happened to look a lot like the Queen but he didn't mention his son's age, hopefully it's not 17.
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  • Day88

    Sydney

    July 16, 2015 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 11 °C

    A new city and country welcomed us to start the day but rain slapped against our raincoats and ricocheted off the pavement as we ventured outside for breakfast. Thunder rolled off the sky’s anvil as an open fire pricked at our skin and hot banana porridge kept hunger at bay.

    Yet it was not long before the sun's chariot charged to scatter the angry clouds. Its light refracted on the window onto our faces, calling us outside. We crossed tree lined streets with English names, passing brick terraces with metal verandas whilst glazed condos and office blocks looked over us. Palms, a reminder of warmer times, hung their broad leaves in a melancholy nod to passers-by.

    The clock tower of the city’s central railway station guided us toward the Oz Experience office, where we confirmed bookings for our upcoming journey north to Cairns. Before this lay Belmore Park, its edges lined by the worn out colour of shanty town tents, an unavoidable reminder of the city’s homelessness and a stark contrast to the towers of big business surrounding it.

    Northward in Hyde Park we came across the haunting ANZAC memorial, which invited ‘silence to be your contribution’. The sun bleached the art deco windows whilst the domed ceiling carried thousands of stars. Steps led down to a reflection pool lined by winter bare trees whose bark is scarred with a myriad of graffiti. Along the avenue Hills Figs lay thick intertwining roots into the soft rain nourished grass, past which lines of uniformed school children signalled the time of day.

    The weather and a search for bearings let time slip away. As the light faded we planned our next moves for exploring the city from tomorrow.
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  • Day6

    Sydney bei Nacht

    March 5 in Australia ⋅ 🌧 22 °C

    Nach einem sehr delikaten Essen 🤤 haben wir noch einmal die Skyline bei Nacht genossen 😍

  • Day42

    Sydney fällt ins Wasser

    February 9 in Australia ⋅ 🌧 20 °C

    Dieses Jahr trifft es Australien wirklich hart. Erst brennt es überall und dann wird das Land überflutet. Ich lande in Sydney als das Wetter gerade umschlägt: von 48 Grad und monatelanger Trockenheit zu 20 Grad und tagelangen heftigen Regenfällen. Beides nicht schön. Aber die Australier sind froh, dass es endlich regnet, egal wie. Die letzten Buschfeuer werden gelöscht und das Land kann aufatmen.

    Ich hänge 3 Tage größtenteils in meinem Hostel und nahegelegenen Cafés ab und weiß nicht recht, was ich machen soll. Diese Stadt ist für schönes Wetter gemacht. Einmal denke ich, ach egal: Es gibt kein schlechtes Wetter, nur schlechte Kleidung und mache mich in meine Regenjacke gehüllt auf den Weg zur Oper. Die Stadt ist wie ausgestorben und die weltberühmte Kulisse präsentiert sich mir in tristem Grau. Ein paar vereinzelte Unerschütterliche kämpfen verzweifelt mit ihrem Regenschirm gegen den Sturm. Das Wasser rinnt in Sturzbächen die Straßen hinunter und quillt aus den Gullis. Ich gebe auf. Weil ich bis auf die Haut durchnässt bin, nehme ich ein Uber zurück zum Hostel.
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  • Day5

    Sydney - Tag 1

    October 26, 2019 in Australia ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Mama ist angeschlagen 😩
    Erstmal in den Supermarkt und die Kitchenette fürs Frühstück nutzen!
    Zu Fuß in Sydney unterwegs und es gibt sooo viele Stufen. Leider schlecht, wenn man mit Kinderwagen unterwegs ist 🙄.
    Wie freundlich sind die Australier denn?? Ein Mann trägt mit Stefan den Wagen eine super steile Treppe hinauf.
    Botanischer Garten
    Blick auf die Oper und die Harbour Bridge
    Katharina, ein Tourguide, gibt uns zufällig eine Privattour durch die Oper, weil der offizielle Aufzug nicht funktioniert. Wir kommen sogar Backstage!! Das ist alles so unglaublich und extrem freundlich, dass man sich fragt, wo der Haken ist. Aber es gibt keinen!
    Zurück im Hotel: Nudeln mit Pesto (irgendwie muss man schließlich die teure Taxirechnung wieder reinholen🙈🙈)
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Potts Point, פוטס פוינט

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