Sydney Day 7

This was our last full day in Sydney and we didn't have anything really planned. We decided to walk to the city shops and have a look around the Queen Victoria Building. It is quite stunning.

The clock wasn't working and so we didn't see the action at the hour. I forget what it is now.

We had brunch in an open area not far from the centre entrances and while I can't remember what we ate, it was excellent, not expensive, and with quick and pleasant service. Good work Metropole Cafe.

We caught the tram northward in the city to Martin Place and had a wander. This is the centre third rail from where the tram picks up its power. It is only electrified when the power collector shoe is in contact with the rail, so it is not unsafe to walk on, aside from slipping if it is wet.

Looking eastwards along Martin Place.

Sydney's former General Post Office is a very grand building in Martin Place.

A nice enough but not mesmerising water feature.

What are these? Nice. Opposite the cafe where the siege happened was the studio of tv Channel 7.

We returned to our hotel for a rest but I went out again and from the nearby stop in William Street I caught the 324 bus to Watsons Bay. You can see the route here. Sorry about the window dots in photo. The bus followed the old tram route to Watsons Bay.

More on all over bus window advertising in my Sydney summary post, but you can guess.

I didn't hang around too long at Watsons Bay. I've been there and seen it all. This is called The Gap, an infamous place where so many people have suicided by diving off the cliff edge onto the rocks below. Now there are fences, cameras and local monitoring of folk who seem like they have an intent. 

I caught the 325 bus back. It has a more winding route and what a great trip it was, as the bus travelled via the upper path, beautiful streets, twisting and turning, up hill and down dale. There were some terrific views along the way.

I think this is Rose Bay.

We felt like a basic pub meal on our last night and we knew how to get one. We bussed a stop or two to Taylor Square, an important location for Sydney's gay history. 

We had a nice drink and meal at Kinselas. We chose our meal from a menu and it arrived piping hot from the pub to the right of this photo, the Courthouse Hotel. 

The Oxford Hotel in the background, where we dined for our first night in Sydney. 

I was a bit doubtful the next morning when I checked our flight home time as the official Jetstar site was saying Google indicated our flight home would be late. I checked and cross checked, and the flight home did seem to be late. But why no phone text or email from Jetstar to tell us? While R was infuriated by our late train arrival to Sydney, he was quite relaxed about our delayed flight, which ended up being an hour late. JetStar's poor reputation seems to be well deserved.