Time Warp: Arriving in Sydney

In this entry, I take you back to last Friday, September 21st, before I met up with Harry for our mad dash around Sydney.

It's my first morning here and I have a meeting across town with a client for a kick-off. The hotel staff say it's an easy 20 minutes walk. So, off I go in my heels across the foot bridge over Cockle Bay to downtown Sydney.

I'm not sure how long it's really going to take, so I'm hoofin' it. But the buildings around me, they're either stunning:

Or timely, such as the Sydney Apple store on the day the G5 iPhone has been released with line ups going around the building, across the street and back again.

 

 

And then I manage to get to my meeting, travel up the 39 stories, the elevator opens and I realize: Oh yes, I'm really in Sydney, Autralia, because I see this:

 

 

The reception desk had a pair of binoculars on the windows for those who had a moment to enjoy the view.

One thing you might not know about the Sydney bridge is that people can walk up to the top of it. The very top. Walking. Up there.

(shivers)

I was told I could do that. Ha! I could not. Not that. Not up there.

But I am in Sydney. Really and truly.