After almost three hours researching on your behalf, I headed straight down MacQuarie street in the direction of the harbour. Catching sight of the bridge from this angle still makes me want to run the rest of the journey shouting "wheee!".
Anyway, I hardly ever appear on the blog, so here's me and the opera house in our winter clothes (me sporting wet gym hair and a hoodie, the opera house wearing a crane and scaffolding, which I've cropped out of the shot). All over Sydney they're digging things up and replacing things. This is a city geared to the foreign dollar. In the winter it goes to sleep.
And here's the view towards Circular Quay, above the opera bar. On any day of the year, with the exception of those when it rains, you'll find people sitting here with a beer unable to take their eyes off that bridge.
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