Thursday
– 29 March 2012 – Sydney, Australia
Up
at 5:30 am to go to Horizons at the bow of the ship -- Patte and Dave are already there as Regatta glides into
Sydney Harbor. Unfortunately it’s dark
so we don’t see as much as we’d like – but still a beautiful sight. Regatta
docks right downtown across from the Opera House and very near the Harbor
Bridge. The Opera House looks smaller
and the bridge is closer to the harbor – in fact this entire area is more
intimate than I expected – just lovely.
After
breakfast – we disembark --- Patte, Dave, Phil and I go immediately onto the
City Tour provided by Oceania – our driver is Damien and our guide is Linda.
During the tour we get tips on what to see, what to skip and how to save
money. Sydney may be the most expensive
city in the world – at the least it’s in the top five.
This tour gives us an overview of the city and the
suburbs – we follow the harbor going through The Rocks (oldest part of the
city) – we stop at Mrs. Macquarie’s chair – a rock formation at a point on the
harbor where Mr. & Mrs. Macquarie purportedly sat 100 or so years ago watching activity in
the harbor – Mr. Macquarie was Governor. We
pass Russell Crowe’s condo
directly on the harbor and continue into
the eastern suburbs where all the money is – according to Linda. Our destination is Bondi Beach where The Surf Life Saving Club was founded –
prompted by the frequent riptides in Australia. Bondi Beach is a forty minute stop to walk the beach and have a
coffee in one of the cafes. It’s a pretty beach and looks like it attracts an
active crowd in the evenings and on weekends.
The
tour bus takes us back to the hotel about 12:30 pm. Since our rooms are not ready, Patte, Dave, Phil and I decide to take a taxi
to the Sydney Fish Market – the 2nd largest in the world – the
largest is in China. We choose to eat
lunch at Doyle’s -- recommended by
someone but none of us can remember who.
It is a good choice. After
lunch we have a walk around admiring the variety and freshness of the seafood
displayed at each stall.
Our
rooms are available when we return – we have time for a quick shower as Beth
and Lynn are meeting us at 5:30 in our lobby.
Dinner is at Sea Rock – a café along the
waterfront on the way to the Opera House.
It is delicious – everyone enjoys their meals. While eating dinner – we watch the Regatta
leave port for Melbourne with a new set of passengers.
After
dinner we attend a concert at the Opera House with Nick Lowe, a British Rock and Roll singer –
none of us are familiar with him except Dave – our options were limited.
As
we enter the Opera House – I am
flabbergasted – it reminds me of the inside of Boston City Hall --- for those
of you not familiar with Boston – this is not a compliment. It is
all concrete – not very pretty. However
the surrounding patios provide views
that make one forget the stark interior.
There
a multiple venues holding concerts – we are in Concert Hall
-- the seating is comfortable but there is no middle aisle so people are
constantly getting up and down to let audience members through.
At
8:00 pm the lights go down and a gentleman comes onto the stage and sits behind
the keyboard. He doesn’t introduce
himself – he just starts singing. It is
obvious that he is talented but he doesn’t say a whole lot. This goes on for about forty-five
minutes. He finishes and the lights come
on for intermission. We’re not sure if
that was Nick Lowe or not.
After
a fifteen minute intermission – it’s back into the Concert Hall. The lights go down – a different person comes
on to the stage -- picks up a guitar and
starts singing. He then introduces
himself as Nick Lowe. He looks to be in
his early 60’s – very animated and sings a couple of rock and roll songs before
his band joins him.
Nick
Lowe is charming -- all
the musicians in his group are talented – I think they write a fair
number of the songs they record. They
put on a great show.
After
the concert, we put Lynn and Beth into a cab and walk to our hotel – on a
beautiful evening in Sydney, Australia.
We’re
off to a good start!
Thanks
for Reading!
Pat