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Going Solo in Sydney ( first posted on thebarefootfoodie.org - 1 Aug 2018 )

 

Going Solo in Sydney

AUGUST 1, 2018BAREFOOT TRAVELS

It just happened. I did not plan for it, it landed on me. The daughter had wanted to go for a church conference and needed me as chaperon. I obliged, but set my sights on museums, markets and the Blue Mountains. She had a last minute change of plans and cancelled her ticket. I was left with mine and travelling in winter which is not my favorite season.

Eating well was not on my agenda. It is out of character to go for fine dining and eat alone while it’s cold and dark outside. My days start off with coffee and breakfast. By the time I was ready for the next meal in the late afternoon, I realized to my chagrin that the cafes close from 2 pm to 6 pm. So it’s fast food, pastry or whatever else I could find. Thankfully, there is room service and the Fifa world cup telecasts to entertain me when I get back.

I spent 8 days in the pleasure of my own company, armed with GPS roaming services for directions, the Opal card for public transport, and the hop-on, hop-off bus tours for time-saving measures to get back to the hotel before the sun sets at 5 pm. In between, I had my fix of museums, street art, markets and shopping. ( Note to self- It’s fine to travel alone, but better with company and definitely not in winter )

Sydney and its environs in the Blue Mountains are awashed with colours. There is art everywhere, inside and outside.

Street Art in Newtown, a bohemian precinct
Wall feature in Veriu Central Hotel. A touch of Banksy
Katoomba Art Street
Garden of Eden?
A sight to behold
Art reflecting life
Il Porcelino ( the not so little pig ) It is said that when you touch its nose, it will bring you good luck…

Meanwhile in the Museums and Art Galleries…

White Rabbit Gallery – Through the eyes of camera lenses
National Gallery – Sun Xun
Do not offend this women. Be very afraid
Ready made – driftwood
I could not resist this!
Carriageworks exhibit – David Buren ( Like Child’s Play )

 

Carriageworks – exhibit by Ryoji Ikeda, Micro Macro

Marketing Day …

Feeling stressed?
The Rocks Market. This lady makes lovely jewelry out of resin. Of course I had to take home something
My best hauls were from here

 

Something for the fur kids

My personal favourite museum – toys, toys, toys at Leuralla

Imagine growing up in a house like this
Me once liked Archie
Not every toy is that innocent

And to wrap it all up…

Harry’s Chilli Crab Restaurant hanging its “dirty laundry”
The coffee in Sydney is simply amazing!
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