


Walking away from the ferry wharf, the pedestrian promenade to the beach is called The Corso. On a Sunday morning in a Sydney winter, the benches were empty.
The children’s playground had a few climbing on the equipment.
Fountains emerging from the sidewalk would be more popular if more children were around.
After a short stroll, we arrived at Manly Beach, which faces northeast into the Tasman Sea.
Our sons, feeling the effects of jet lag, were happy to sit on the step and look out to the sea.
A hardy group of surfers dressed in wet suits were patient waiting for big waves. Continue reading “2009/07/05 Manly, North Head, Manly Ferry, King’s Cross“
There was a broad selection of didgeridoos, which our sons didn’t recognize.
The shopkeeper accommodated us with a demonstration.
The pots and paintings were interesting, but not the style likely for our livingroom.
Taking a print back on plane might have been manageable, if we wanted to carry a packing tube.
Coming out of the basement storefront, we walked back into the brilliant sunlight.
Wynyard Park was shaded by trees and surrounded by high rise towers.
In the square, the statue of John Dunmore Lang commemorates a prominent 19th century Presbyterian clergyman. Continue reading “2009/07/04 Wynyard, The Rocks, Sydney Harbour“
Kirkkonummi, Finland; Montreal, Quebec; Alexandria, Virginia; Washington, DC.
Looking southwest, the hotels and casinos near the harbour are developments circa 2000.
The east side of the harbour is known as Cockle Bay Wharf, with restaurants, shopping and entertainment
The birds around the concrete pond looked delicate, but were sturdy metal sculptures.
We continued walking south down the east side of the harbour. Continue reading “2009/07/03 Darling Harbour, Cockle Bay, Tumbalong Park, Paddy’s Market, Sydney“