Bondi Beach

North Ryde, our local train station, was once again spookily deserted of people as we descended down to the platforms..

A train ride over 'the bridge' and a connecting bus soon put us down on the sands of one of Australia's most famous beaches - Bondi.

As far as beaches go, it was a 'beaut' (as they say around here). Perfect sand, turquoise waters and clean waves - all set in a neat little cove.

I would have bought a surf board there and then, but didn't fancy the bus ride home with it, so we settled for a bit of spectating instead. 

At each end of the bay there is a salt water swimming pool that fills up with the tide! Clare tested the waters and reported back with news of 'wetsuit essential'!

We caught the last of the light up at the city observatory which gives great views of the surrounding area, then lucked out by accidentally finding ourselves in the Theatre bar, which is way out on the docks and with the best, up close, views of the bridge.

We finished off our little 'city section', by meeting up with another old friend of Clare's. We shared the kind of great dinner and chat, where nearly four hours can fly by in the blink of an eye.

On the walk back to the station, we passed this 'interesting' roundabout?...

And finally said goodbye to the Opera House..