A Few Days Around Sydney Harbour
Sydney gave us a bit of everything over these few days, all of it within walking distance of the harbour — properly Port Jackson, a drowned valley estuary that runs about 19 kilometres from the Heads up to the western rivers, with more than 240 kilometres of shoreline folded into it.
The first evening started at the Circular Quay ferry wharves, the Harbour Bridge lit up over the water, then a walk around the cove to where the Opera House sails stand white against the dark. The next day came in grey and damp; the umbrellas on the Opera House forecourt sat empty and a ferry crossed under the bridge with the whole skyline flattened to one tone behind it.
When it cleared we went around Farm Cove through the Botanic Garden to the point across the water, where the bridge arch stacks up directly behind the sails — the postcard view, and it turns out you just walk to it. Two flags on top of the arch, and a long yacht idling past toward the Heads.