5.8.15 - Sydney
Last official day in Sydney and the sun woke up to cheer us. To Palmamaníacos like me and João have been, was almost "Acorda Menina Linda" (almost because he can sing it ... I can`t.).Sunny, with everyone awake, went by bus to Bondi Beach, one of the most famous beaches in the world.Down straight to the sea, between houses of the first part of the twentieth century begins to sight the Pacific. Beautiful, not for the beach or the sand or something fancy to appear; beautiful
for being the Pacific, to be, for me, "one check", evil were near the beach,
despite the cold, have taken the shoes, rolled up his trousers and was
getting his feet wet. The water was warm.Bondi
Beach is a beach old-fashioned, with the homes of vacationers, the
typical hotels, a marginal where many people do sport, painted murals
and a blue-green sea with some waves to remember Furadouro, or
Espinho, or Povoa de Varzim, or Santa Cruz, or Maçãs or other typical beach from our Portugal.Bondi Beach followed by a wooden walkway, leading us through the cliffs to Tamarama and Bronte. A lot of people walking dogs, jogging, enjoying the scenery. Along
the coast several sea pools, reminding our travel partners
that one of the most famous in the world is in Leça da Palmeira and the
architect, Portuguese, is Siza Vieira who won, among others, the Pritzker.In
addition to the pools, the surf spots and superb houses the
architecture and privileged location overlooking the sea and the cliffs,
numerous bowling clubs; It is that here practicing the first part of bowling, namely the grass.Between Tamarama and Bronte, in a scenario of peace and the deep, lies a cemetery. Celtic
crosses, Roman or right arms, classical statues, columns and Masonic
brackets, to which are added Irish, English, Italian names. At this cemetery we have the perception that who came and built
Australia: from fleeing or forced, from various faiths and social life,
having in common the desire to leave a life behind and start another.This was the last day in Sydney because tomorrow morning we`ll travel to the center of the country, for Ayeres Rock and Uluru.Sydney is a fantastic city, with the major attraction poles of the Opera House and the bridge, and everything is very close.Talk about Sidney is talking about the new world verses the old world; is London versus New York; It is Lisbon vs Rio de Janeiro. It is a vibrant city that can not - or want to - hide their maternal
influence but that the buildings, the people, clearly points to the
contemporary, a very cosmopolitan way and open-minded.A rock that was the fate of British prisoners has become the great nation it is today.
Last official day in Sydney and the sun woke up to cheer us. To Palmamaníacos like me and João have been, was almost "Acorda Menina Linda" (almost because he can sing it ... I can`t.).Sunny, with everyone awake, went by bus to Bondi Beach, one of the most famous beaches in the world.Down straight to the sea, between houses of the first part of the twentieth century begins to sight the Pacific. Beautiful, not for the beach or the sand or something fancy to appear; beautiful
for being the Pacific, to be, for me, "one check", evil were near the beach,
despite the cold, have taken the shoes, rolled up his trousers and was
getting his feet wet. The water was warm.Bondi
Beach is a beach old-fashioned, with the homes of vacationers, the
typical hotels, a marginal where many people do sport, painted murals
and a blue-green sea with some waves to remember Furadouro, or
Espinho, or Povoa de Varzim, or Santa Cruz, or Maçãs or other typical beach from our Portugal.Bondi Beach followed by a wooden walkway, leading us through the cliffs to Tamarama and Bronte. A lot of people walking dogs, jogging, enjoying the scenery. Along
the coast several sea pools, reminding our travel partners
that one of the most famous in the world is in Leça da Palmeira and the
architect, Portuguese, is Siza Vieira who won, among others, the Pritzker.In
addition to the pools, the surf spots and superb houses the
architecture and privileged location overlooking the sea and the cliffs,
numerous bowling clubs; It is that here practicing the first part of bowling, namely the grass.Between Tamarama and Bronte, in a scenario of peace and the deep, lies a cemetery. Celtic
crosses, Roman or right arms, classical statues, columns and Masonic
brackets, to which are added Irish, English, Italian names. At this cemetery we have the perception that who came and built
Australia: from fleeing or forced, from various faiths and social life,
having in common the desire to leave a life behind and start another.This was the last day in Sydney because tomorrow morning we`ll travel to the center of the country, for Ayeres Rock and Uluru.Sydney is a fantastic city, with the major attraction poles of the Opera House and the bridge, and everything is very close.Talk about Sidney is talking about the new world verses the old world; is London versus New York; It is Lisbon vs Rio de Janeiro. It is a vibrant city that can not - or want to - hide their maternal
influence but that the buildings, the people, clearly points to the
contemporary, a very cosmopolitan way and open-minded.A rock that was the fate of British prisoners has become the great nation it is today.
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