Sydney Day 2: Crikey! It's Awesome
Having jetlag has its advantages. We were already out and about as the sun rose over our newly admired city, Sydney.
With the city still quiet, we meandered to the waterfront where some of the day's photos are now my favorites.
Its recognized landmark, probably in the entire world, is the Opera House. I'll share more about that when we actually get there. For now, it is something to ogle off in the distance, and what a sight it is.
The first architectural wonder to grace the skyline was the Harbor Bridge.
The bridge connects almost a quarter of a million people a day to the northern and southern shores of Sydney Harbor. Prior to its completion, the only means of transportation was a ferry system. Steve is standing on the last remaining remnant of that early history.
The erection of the steelwork commenced in September 1926. The bridge was opened to traffic six years later on 19 March 1932. The completion of the entire work, including the bridge and its approaches, took eight years. If we find the time, we will stroll across it and admire it firsthand.
Lunch was at 8:40 AM at Walsh Bay, at the very excellent Bar Cycle.
With nice views and a fully available menu for whatever time zone you happened to be in, it could not have been a more perfect choice. We needed to be fueled up for an afternoon of exploration.
"Visitors to Sydney come to The Rocks looking to experience Old Sydney; stories about the wonderful heritage buildings, the landscape of laneways and streets that date from the earliest days of the colony, and the many prominent and ordinary people that lived and worked in The Rocks – the way Sydney was for much of the 19th century, a place with a strong community and a big heart."
"Every building and street corner has a story to be told, some intriguing, some sad, and some amusing. In fact, The Rocks has been a witness and often participant in the many social, political and cultural changes that have characterized the progression of Australia from oppressive convict colonialism to a democratic multicultural nation – from the rum rebellion to federation, The Rocks has played a role." For those who don't know, the history of the city began with the arrival of a First Fleet of British ships in 1788 and the foundation of a penal colony by Great Britain.
"Once upon a time (not so long ago), a bizarre colonial experiment took place on the rocky shores of Sydney’s ancient Indigenous harbor. Thousands of miles from home, England’s banished thieves were locked in a prison with ocean walls; forced to find food and cut through stone. Defying the odds, their shanty camp survived and grew—clutching to life on the banks of a freshwater stream. Gardens were grown, goods were traded & rum soon ranked as both currency and cure. As centuries changed, The Rocks was carved into cottages and corridors. Scallywags sailed into shore. Larrikins lurked in the laneways and many a clever convict swapped their chains for riches." We were here to learn this story as relayed by our official tour guide, Vickie.
One of the really interesting tidbits she shared was the fact that each convict had his own way of chiseling the stone. It was incredible to wander about discovering the differences.
This statue of Captain William Bligh was erected to ' restore the proper image of a much maligned and gallant man.' Bligh was Governor of New South Wales from 1806 to 1809. He is highly regarded here, and it was fun to learn a bit more about him.
Cadmans Cottage is the second-oldest surviving residential building in Sydney, having been built in 1816 for the use of the governmental coxswains and their crews. The building is heavily steeped in the history of Sydney, also claiming the title as the first building to have been built on the shoreline of The Rocks area.
This area named for the merchant Robert Campbell, who built his wharf and warehouses and an Indian-style bungalow here.
How cool is this lamp? In 1837, legislation was passed to bring gas light to the town of Sydney. This would make the city home to the first streetlight network outside Europe. It was the start of the town’s transformation from a distant colony to a prosperous city of the world. While only few remain, they are still shining light on the town's history (pun intended).
During the 19th century, The Rocks was depicted as a place where "slang and vulgarity were mixed in lavish quantities, where harlots, riffraff, ex-convicts and the scum of all the oceans collected". We filled in any history gaps at the very delightful Rocks Discovery Museum.
Housed in a restored 1850s sandstone warehouse, the museum is home to a unique collection of images and archaeological artefacts found in The Rocks – some of which we could hold. The exhibits were filled with interactive fun audio and visual elements to bring the history of the area alive.
Here we learned even more about the area's traditional custodians, the establishment of the English colony, and the time when sailors, whalers, and traders made The Rocks their home. It was a nice little museum.
We spent the rest of the day simply meandering and ogling. Oh man, Sydney is so awesome!
I loved this lion, chopping down on a police baton (you have to look up a lot here or you miss so much). This marks a Police Station designed by James Barnet during his term as Colonial Architect (1862-1890). During his tenure Barnet oversaw the design of 155 police stations throughout the state. This sandstone one is arguably the most elaborate of Barnet's Police Stations and is also one of his finest small scale buildings.
This has to be the most elaborate Mc Donald's we have ever seen. I want to know more about the building. Wow!
I loved this building when I could only see it from street level. Finding this image of it, in its entirety, has me even more thoroughly impressed.
Known as the ACA building when it was constructed in 1938, it remains a fine example of Modern American Art Deco architecture, with a stepped tower, geometric ornament, and grand entry.
Okay, so looking down is important in Sydney, too. Drivers are on the opposite side of the street which takes some getting used to, especially with jetlag.
This was something that surprised me. The Australian White Ibis, often nicknamed "bin chicken" due to its scavenging habits, is a common sight in Sydney's urban areas, particularly in parks and waste sites, having adapted to a diet including landfill scraps. I called them Australian pigeons, as they are as plentiful.
I loved this, "A tiny vestibule of literary happiness for your neighborhood. Street Libraries are establishing themselves across Australia."
I loved this, too. Tradies on Ropes are qualified, licensed, and experienced tradespeople/technicians, specializing in building façade construction, and maintenance services.
Oh man, and the crosswalk indicating signs!
Decidedly unlovable are some of the souvenirs offered for sale!
For those who usually get mail from me, I am only hugging this mailbox. With a postcard costing $1.90 USD to mail, I'm not spending the money. Sorry.
At the harbor, there are medallions like this commemorating various authors who have quotes about their visits to Sydney. Sir Arthur Conon Doyle (1859-1930) wrote, "We all devoted ourselves to surf-bathing, spending a good deal of our day in the water as is the custom of the place. It is a real romp with Nature, for the great Pacific rollers come sweeping in and break over you, rolling you over on the sand if they can catch you unawares. It was a golden patch in our restless lives." He visited Australia in 1920-21 during a series of lecture tours on Spiritualism.
I will never tire of the contrast between the old and new architecture here.
Just in case you were as confused as I was!
Coming around a corner and finding this amazing building excited us both. The Commonwealth Bank was created in 1911 under order of Prime Minister Andrew Fisher. Its head office was designed by architect John Kirkpatrick, who was the cousin of the bank's governor. In August 1916, the building opened.
It is described as a national symbol, "the first and very substantial physical manifestation of the powers that the Commonwealth Government acquired in the area of banking after the federation of the Australian colonies." The building is also regarded as significant for its design, combining Grecian Doric, Art Deco and other influences.
It might make banking enjoyable to be in this lobby. Wow.
Our final stop was at the Museum of Sydney which explores colonial and contemporary Sydney through objects, pictures, and new artsy digital media techniques. Panoramic views of Sydney— from 1788 until today— stretch across walls and video screens. Sydney's convict era is explored in a giant showcase of goods and chattels recovered from more than 25 archaeological digs. It is situated on the remains of the first Government House that was built in 1788, later deemed inadequate in 1832 and demolished in 1845–1846.
This was something that surprised me. The Australian White Ibis, often nicknamed "bin chicken" due to its scavenging habits, is a common sight in Sydney's urban areas, particularly in parks and waste sites, having adapted to a diet including landfill scraps. I called them Australian pigeons, as they are as plentiful.
I loved this, "A tiny vestibule of literary happiness for your neighborhood. Street Libraries are establishing themselves across Australia."
I loved this, too. Tradies on Ropes are qualified, licensed, and experienced tradespeople/technicians, specializing in building façade construction, and maintenance services.
Oh man, and the crosswalk indicating signs!
Decidedly unlovable are some of the souvenirs offered for sale!
For those who usually get mail from me, I am only hugging this mailbox. With a postcard costing $1.90 USD to mail, I'm not spending the money. Sorry.
At the harbor, there are medallions like this commemorating various authors who have quotes about their visits to Sydney. Sir Arthur Conon Doyle (1859-1930) wrote, "We all devoted ourselves to surf-bathing, spending a good deal of our day in the water as is the custom of the place. It is a real romp with Nature, for the great Pacific rollers come sweeping in and break over you, rolling you over on the sand if they can catch you unawares. It was a golden patch in our restless lives." He visited Australia in 1920-21 during a series of lecture tours on Spiritualism.
I will never tire of the contrast between the old and new architecture here.
Just in case you were as confused as I was!
Coming around a corner and finding this amazing building excited us both. The Commonwealth Bank was created in 1911 under order of Prime Minister Andrew Fisher. Its head office was designed by architect John Kirkpatrick, who was the cousin of the bank's governor. In August 1916, the building opened.
It is described as a national symbol, "the first and very substantial physical manifestation of the powers that the Commonwealth Government acquired in the area of banking after the federation of the Australian colonies." The building is also regarded as significant for its design, combining Grecian Doric, Art Deco and other influences.
It might make banking enjoyable to be in this lobby. Wow.
Our final stop was at the Museum of Sydney which explores colonial and contemporary Sydney through objects, pictures, and new artsy digital media techniques. Panoramic views of Sydney— from 1788 until today— stretch across walls and video screens. Sydney's convict era is explored in a giant showcase of goods and chattels recovered from more than 25 archaeological digs. It is situated on the remains of the first Government House that was built in 1788, later deemed inadequate in 1832 and demolished in 1845–1846.
Sydney Day 2 had us traversing 19,115 steps of a town whose surface we have barely scratched. I had a funny comment on this blog from Brady, "PS Don't forget to take lots of pictures! Hahaha." I know these posts are rather extensive. We have hotel wi-fi so I have the gift of being able to be verbose. Very soon that will not be the case, so I'm trying to share as much of the wonder as possible. Wow.
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