Between throngs of people shuffling along slowly, we made our way from the train station to Circular Quay. Although it was mid week, the whole of Sydney seemed to be out and about for the Vivid Sydney festival. But we were determined to see what all this was about. After having been stuck inside for days because of heavy rain it was good to get out, shake up the routine of the work week and experience something new. We walked through the crowds along Circular Quay to get a good view of the Opera House, one of the buildings that is lit up with colourful projections for the Vivid Festival. Geometric patterns, aboriginal art works and animals tumbled over the, usually white, shapes of the building.
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After eight weeks in our “shoebox” we have had enough. Enough of Sydney, enough of living in such a small place, enough of the rental price. The last week in Sydney was a fun week. Filled with drinks, dinners, walks, museums and even a bbq on the only warm and sunny day in the past few weeks. For us, Sydney is a great place to visit. But we don’t see ourselves living there and making a home. It’s time to ramble! So for now, we will couch surf around the area. First stop, the Blue Mountains.
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Sydney, city of expensive, does cater for some cheap pastime activities. Having a BBQ at Bronte beach is my favourite way of spending a sunny afternoon. The BBQ’s are free to use and well maintained and the sheltered picnic tables are perfect to laze around even if it’s a bit windy.
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CBD: Central Business District. The city centre and also my least favourite part of Sydney.
That is my problem with Sydney. The centre of this city is all about business, suits, ugly skyscrapers, rush, stress and big mainstream shops. Whenever I go into the CBD I can’t wait to get out again. There are no nice squares with terraces like in many European cities. Hardly any interesting shops, only the big chain stores and everybody is in a hurry to get here or there. No sauntering along the streets. Just rushing.
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We’ve been in Sydney for about 8 weeks now. And I have to say, it feels a bit strange to be in one place again. After a week of dog sitting in Marickville and a few nights of sleeping on my sisters floor in Darlingpoint, we managed to find a “shoebox” room at a, for Sydney standards, affordable price. The rental prices here seem ridiculous to me, especially if you don’t want to feel like sardines in a can. But putting that aside, the location of our shoebox is pretty nice, just a 15 minute walk down to Bronte Beach, one of the nicest beaches of Sydney.
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