Sydney - First Impressions

Let's Get the "Mother" Shots Out of the Way
Our hotel is a ten minute walk from the bay, home of the iconic Sydney opera house. This is a view looking east through a restaurant window.

A view north of the Sydney harbor bridge. You can pay to walk up over the top of the bridge. Yes, along the top - hundreds of feet above the span itself. No thanks.

This city is full of tall, fit, good-looking people, many of them blonde. We're in the central business district and everyone is dressed the part - sleek suits and designer shirts for the men and short skirts and high heels for the ladies.

Smiles seem to come easily. Everyone looked happy - not a one was as grumpy as I, fighting off the jetlag in the late winter air. Sydney is about as far south of the equator as Los Angeles is above it making this mid-March in winter terms. Spring is in the air, though you wouldn't have known it when we landed - it was just 45 degrees.

After breakfast we took a walk in nearby Hyde Park.

By 11am it was about 65 degrees.

I doubt it gets too cold here in winter, there are many palm trees. They cannot survive in too cold an environment I'm guessing.

There were plenty of these fellas in the park and later we saw many more on the harbor front, picking fights with seagulls over turf.

When Dodo went to her meetings, I walked around downtown. Some kind of war memorial procession was going on.