Harriet and the Perfect Glass of Iced Tea

I settled in on the stool at the Public Kitchen and Bar in Queenstown, New Zealand. Twenty four hours earlier, I’d been eating at Moo’s Gourmet Burgers¬†watching the surfers and walking along the incredible beach in Manly, Australia, 1200 miles away.

Manly Beach

Manly Beach

Richard, our Sydney host, was kind enough to take us to the airport. We were flying Virgin Australian Airlines and wouldn’t you know it, they weighed our carry ons. Mine contained my backpack with all my camera gear, so it weighed double what it was supposed to. In the middle of the check-in area, we are reworking the contents of our bags. I pulled out my backpack and set it aside. The woman didn’t require that my backpack get weighed, or I would have been in big trouble. And…thank goodness, no underwear came flying out as we frantically tried to get our bags to compliance. The flight itself was uneventful.

We picked up our rental car and while I was focused on staying on the left, driving on the other side of the road, I had forgotten to disengage the emergency brake. Now, in my defense, there was no indicator anywhere that it was on until I looked out my side mirror and saw the car smoking. Delia figured it out quickly and we were back on track. Knowing that we are going to be driving thousands of miles on this trip, we added a GPS to the car rental. Several miles later, the GPS is telling me to turn left to our location.

Left? There isn’t a road to the left. So now, I’m cussing the GPS and calling her defective. We continue driving for another 5 miles looking for a road to the left. We finally spoke to some construction workers who redirected us back to where we were originally. Well, the GPS was right and the Remarkables Lodge had a tiny hidden driveway. Phew! Our GPS was working and it was only me that was defective.

Oops! The Remarkable Lodge showed us arriving the next day so they had to take about twenty minutes to get the room ready. Did I screw up the arrangements and was it for just this night or more nights to come? I was a bit panicky, but it looked like my lodging was scheduled for the right days. Still, our room was a welcome sight once we finally were checked in.

Okay, I know you are wondering about Harriet already, but I wanted to give you a bit of back story so there is a clear understanding about how our day went.

We headed to Queenstown for dinner and only had a few hours to spend. Queenstown is beautiful and while it is a resort style community, it is not as crowded as the resorts in Colorado and not as elite. And…the views are spectacular!

Queenstown Lakeshore

We stepped into the Public Kitchen and Bar and were welcomed by Harriet and the rest of the staff. Harriet is from England and asked for our drink order. Knowing I was still learning how to drive the New Zealand way, I decided not to have a glass of wine and instead ordered an iced tea. I am an iced tea addict and it sounded like the perfect dinner drink.

Harriet was very confused. An iced tea? She looked at Ruby, her coworker who paused, and then said it’s going to take us a minute to do it right. Then Harriet was all over it. An iced tea?

It was the prettiest and most perfect ice tea I’ve ever had.

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And…on top of all that, dinner was amazing. What a fabulous end to what had been a difficult day. We were in New Zealand where the iced tea was delicious and the scenery so pretty it doesn’t translate in pictures.¬†

Thank you Harriet!

Street Art in Newtown Sydney

With a limited time in Sydney, it wasn’t possible to visit much of the street art, but what I saw near the St. Peter train station was incredible. All of these photos were taken in a one block area. I can’t imagine what other treasures are in the city.

Newtown Street Art

 

Newtown Street Art

Newtown Street Art

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The paintings are so diverse. This is just a small sampling of what I saw. I’d love to find out from the artists what inspired them to create each piece.

Here is a Facebook Page dedicated to the street arts of Sydney.

Blue Mountains Review – Australia

Our visit to the Blue Mountains was primarily around Leura and the Jamison Valley where we rode the Cableway, the Skyway and the Railway. In between there is a beautiful walk through the rain forest. It was still very cloudy and raining, and that added to a bit of mystery and beauty that most people don’t get to experience.

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We couldn’t see our mode of transportation until it made its way slowly out of the clouds.

Blue Mountain Skycar

Most of my photos have raindrops on them, just due to the heavy rain. I found myself taking the time to really enjoy the view instead of seeing it primarily through the lens of my camera.

Blue Mountains

The rain isn’t surprising since it is, you guessed it, a rain forest.

Blue Mountains

My favorite part was the Scenic Walkway through the forest. The tapping of the rain on the leaves from all directions in different tones was amazing. I closed my eyes and just listened. Some were loud and others very quiet and in the background running streams of water were unseen as they made their way down the valley. The shades of greens alone were unbelievable. There were slight moments of calm between people walking by. I could have sat along the path for hours just taking it all in.

Blue Mountains Scenic Walkway

And then it was time to head back into Sydney. Finally, the rain stopped and we stepped aboard a ferry to take us back to Circular Quay.

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I discovered a few houses along the way that I wouldn’t mind owning. Maybe some of my real estate friends can help.

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Sydney Harbor Real Estate

And then back to Sydney Harbor.

Sydney Harbor Bridge

Sydney Opera House

Our trip to the Blue Mountains and all the attractions before and after were well worth it. The city of Sydney is beautiful, but it was really nice to see a bit of the countryside and the rain forest, especially in the heavy rain.

Sydney Edition – Part Two

Sydney Rain

It was pouring rain in Sydney when we set out before sunrise. Raincoats, an umbrella and a bright yellow waterproof cover for the camera bag were the fashion statements for the day. As we stood on the train platform, I looked around at business men and women with their shirts plastered to their backs. They looked miserable and I felt bad for them. We were dry for now, except for our jeans and shoes. We’d woken to an alarm in order to meet the driver and mini-bus for our tour to the Blue Mountains with a number of stops along the way.

Our driver Steve warned us that the views and activities could be a bit of a challenge under the circumstances, but we were up for about anything.

So, what was on the anything list?

Red necked pademelons at the Featherdale Wildlife Park.

Red necked Pademelon

Pickles, the spotted python. (Remember it was pouring, so my hair was in pretty bad shape. Still, Pickles looked amazing. And, I’m actually holding a snake with a smile on my face, so I should get extra style points.)

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And…wait for it…

Delia and I holding Reuben’s bum.

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When I was a little girl, one of our family friends gave my sisters and I stuffed toy koalas. I’ve loved them ever since, so this was one of the highlights of a wonderful day. They were beautiful.

Sydney koala

People were able to feed some of the animals including the kangaroos with some kind of grass or hay in an ice cream cone. I’m not sure what kind of kangaroo this is. They apparently come in all sizes including as tall as I am.

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Next up? Learning about the boomerang. Steve asked if anyone wanted to try it. After nobody immediately spoke up, I raised my hand. There’s something about travel that inspires me to try as many new things as possible. It’s not thrown like a frisbee. Steve stressed the point since he’s had Americans throw them that way resulting in broken boomerangs. It’s thrown at one o’clock if you consider twelve o’clock is straight up. Then a flick of the wrist and off it goes. It took me about four tries before it finally made the return curve. Not quite all the way, but pretty close.

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Then we hiked the Leura Cascades in the Blue Mountains. It was still raining but incredibly beautiful. We were rushed, so I wasn’t able to really set up for photos, but I caught what I could. This is one place I’d love to revisit someday.

Leura Cascades

All this, and we hadn’t even stopped for lunch yet. A fantastic morning in Australia.

Finally in Sydney – Part One

I left my house at 12:30 pm on Saturday, March 12th and stepped off the plane in Sydney, Australia at 8:45 am on Monday, March 14th. Despite a bit of a delay on our flight from Denver to LA, it had been a pretty seamless trip. My friend Delia and I saved up miles for the last few years on United and were able to fly Business Class on the long fifteen hour flight between LA and Sydney. It was definitely worth it.

Sydney First Class

We arrived, our luggage arrived and we were being picked up by our airbnb host, Richard. Our space is adorable and very comfortable. We have a small kitchenette perfect for fixing breakfast or having wine in the evening. It’s in the New Town neighborhood of Sydney and a five minute walk to the train station. Our ride into the city center takes about fifteen minutes. I love being in a home in the neighborhood as opposed to on hotel row. We also have a dog who is excited to see us when we get home. Her name is Sooty.

Sydney, Australia

Sooty

After a quick shower to wash off all the travel dust, we headed to the harbor. The train stops at Circular Quay (pronounced key). As soon as we stepped off, we could see parts of the Harbor Bridge, visible from behind a huge cruise ship and hints of the Opera House.

Sydney Harbor

My stomach was growling and we were eager to have lunch, so we headed towards the Opera House and ate at the Opera Bar.

Sydney Opera House

After lunch, we walked through the Royal Botanic Gardens which includes an incredible park on the shoreline. It’s beautiful and shady with the most magnificent trees. If you look closely, that’s me at the bottom right of the picture.

Sydney Royal Botanical Gardens

There were lots of people sitting out on the large lawn areas just enjoying the afternoon sunshine and amazing view.

Sydney Harbor

Throughout the harbor area, I heard numerous languages and saw a wonderfully diverse group of people of all ages and cultures. From high fashion with stiletto heels to shorts and flip flops, everyone had their place. People watchers? This is the area.

Sydney Harbor

As the early evening progressed, the clouds increased. So we climbed back on the train and headed to our neighborhood. We stopped in at a local bar where met several of the regulars who suggested a perfect white wine. Then we picked up our groceries, ate dinner and fell, exhausted, into our very comfortable beds. All in all, a very good day.