How to get around
The Virgin Blue plane that looks not entirely unlike the one that took me to Sydney. What they have less in price, they make up with in words. After the third "ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls" greeting, I was ready to switch back to Qantas.
The Sydneysiders prefer to call their trams light rail. I didn't get the chance to jump onto one, though.
The monorail is quite cool. It's a pity the complete ride is very short.
Sydneysiders have thought of everything. Not only can you not smoke cigarettes on the train, you are also forbidden to smoke anything. Oh, all the trains in Sydney are double deckers. I thought I had taken a picture of one, but I just realised that I hadn't.
Around Sydney
Glass ceiling of some building.
A street lamp with a royal looking flag.
Some cool looking pillars of some building.
I wonder what he's reading...
A rather nice balancing act of several octahedron crystals.
Mmm... mushrooms...
A bird perching on a lamp post in the Botanic Gardens.
Space station on display at the Powerhouse Museum.
Danger, Will Robinson! Danger!
The wonderfully psychadelic roof of the Queen Victoria Building.
I wish I had more time to explore the shops in the QVB.
The statue of Queen Victoria in front of the QVB.
This dog claims he's been resurrected and gained the power of speech. He said everytime people put a coin into the pool, he will say "thank you". And indeed, he did, although in a quite suspiciously calm and un-dog-like manner, that only served to belie his jolly look.
A quite nifty looking carpark.
Mmm... Löwenbräu...
Yes I did drink it. It was Alkoholfrei, though.
Tim enjoying his beer.
A conjectured state of drunkenness.
The Sydney Opera House
The Sydney Opera House.
The top of one of the domes.
Another view of the Opera House, taken from the ferry.
The Opera House at night.
Tim and Donna in front of the Opera House.
The Sydney Harbour Bridge
Half of the Sydney Harbour Bridge.
The Sydney Harbour Bridge at dusk.
The bridge at night.
The Circular Quay, taken at night from the bridge.