I walked up to Randwick and met William and fed him some breakfast, then we took a bus downtown. We walked all over Westfield Mall. That place is gorgeous. The kid really needed new shoes. Here’s proof:
We found some new Nikes, and the went out and I got a good look around.
Today was a relaxed day. We went to Bunnings, the hardware/garden store, and got some supplies. Then I went to the beach and laid around for a couple of hours.
Later we ate leftovers, and Robert strung the solar lights he got at Bunnings. So pretty on the deck!
Today we drove to the Blue Mountains. It took about two hours each way.
We stopped in a couple of little towns. The first was Leura, and we took a hike down along a long cascade.
It’s sheltered by trees and cool, and so pretty.
Off to lunch at a place called Bon Ton in Leura.
And this is just so I remember the nice wine we had:
Back in the car, and a drive to a lookout area that is magnificent.
Quick explanation of what you see in that photo:
The place is really immense. We were there late in the day as the light was beginning to fail, so I couldn’t get a good photo of the whole panorama, but it was really something and worth the drive.
We drove about two hours north to visit Robert’s friend at her country house.
Here’s Robert’s pic of himself, with me driving in the background. Do I look tense? I am.
Anyway, we got there intact and it was a beautiful drive.
It’s about four or five acres, with a house and a guest house, and a horse and a dog. And it’s idyllic.
Gaye and Mike were great company, and served up a massive and tasty lunch.
I drove us back home through Sydney rush hour traffic. My hands are sore from gripping the steering wheel so hard!
Also, in the interest of full disclosure, I did drive on the wrong side of the road briefly, in the country, discovering my error when a car appeared coming the other way. No harm but slightly elevated blood pressure. 😀
Robert, Joan and I headed out together this morning and headed north. Leaving Coogee Beach you see this:
It is a memorial to a terrorist attack in Bali in 2002.
Walk walk walk… See a “bath” that’s been reclaimed by the ocean.
above, that’s the Clovelly Bowling Club.
That is a cemetery just before Bronte Beach. Prime real estate for the dearly departed. I seem to have included my thumb in my Bronte Beach photos.
by this point Robert had headed back, and Joan and I got some food. There is a row of restaurants facing Bronte Beach. We just plopped down at one and got BLTs. Delish.
. The view from the restaurant:
After lunch we continued on but made a tactical error in following the path, and instead found ourselves in town, climbing steep streets, Looking for a cab to put Joan in and send her back to coogee. We found a cab eventually but this escapade added about two miles to my day. Going on alone now, I make it to Tamarama Beach:
It is stunning, just like just about everywhere so far. Except maybe Clovelly Beach. And then, voila: that is Bondi Beach.
Did I walk all the way over there? No, I did not. Why not? I was lazy. And tired. And sore. The walk involves lots of stairs.
There’s a lot more than that. Suddenly I no longer mind the seven flights of stairs at the office. Today was a success but I would like to try it one more time before I leave here if I can. Next up tonight: the Opera.
Dinner was at Fix St James. The menu was interesting and the place was so loud we couldn’t hear across the table. For a while I couldn’t figure out what to order. (Bone marrow, anyone?) But I got an entree for my main, which is the Australian version of saying I got an appetizer for my entree, and it was an heirloom tomato with cucumber, avocado and goat cheese. That thing was amazing. I remembered to take a photo when it was about half eaten.
Our dinner companion was Vicki, a friend of Robert’s who travels with him sometimes.
The play was Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, at the Theater Royal.
The play took place on a giant turntable with minimal sets and Australian accents. Odd to hear characters talk about growing up in Mississippi and going to Ole Miss in an Australian accent.
This afternoon, I walked up the beach path as far as Clovelly, and then back. Would like to try that again tomorrow while wearing better shoes, and go all the way to Bondi Beach.
Looking back at Coogee Beach:
Gordon’s Bay. This is breathtaking!