The rumour is true. I’m struggling with infidelity.
Having always been Sydney’s girl, I now find myself wanting to be with New York.
Why did I not feel this after last year’s trip, I wonder?
I keep telling myself that I was based mainly in the Upper West Side in swank Woody Allen-ville, hardly Real Life, you see? And yet… I want to be there still.
Listening/Loving: Holy Grail by Jay Z
I wasn’t ready to return from New York, truth be told. I even tried to change my flight at about 4am on Wednesday morning. I was still out – dinner with colleagues extending to a couple of clubs in the Meatpacking District. But the travel agent couldn’t find a flight that suited so I decided to stick with the original plan.
Thankfully, it’s been blue skies since my return to Sydney and I’ve not had any jetlag at all so it’s back to the old routine…
I’m very fortunate to live in such a lovely city. Blue skies in mid-winter. Hurrah!
Last day of the month of June. We’re officially in 2H, the second half of the year, the [long] home-run. Has that come around quickly for you, too?
It’s been raining unceasingly -seemingly- in Sydney this week. And that’s all that one can really say about that.
Listening: Supreme by Das Tapes feat. Jas
What this photograph tells me is that sometimes you need to look at things from a different angle… Because I walk past this building pretty much daily. It’s got a very unimpressive, unmemorable façade at street level. It’s an office block with a café next to the entrance and reception – cafés are seemingly ubiquitous in office towers these days – neither building nor café seems special. I always think how glad I am not to work in it. Mind you, there’s probably nothing wrong at all with this building – I simply prefer the one I work in.
It looks good from this angle, though… And now I wonder, surely there must be pretty good views from the higher floors…
That’s me, always in search of a view.
Actually, I don’t think it’s all that surprising, the reason for my being so sky/cloud obsessed. I live in a 24th floor apartment, and I spend my Monday to Friday in a 31st floor office. My default view is the up-high.
We’ve had fog for a few days. Admittedly, not unusual for the time of year, but this week’s fog has been of the low and lingering variety, hanging around (pardon the pun) way beyond brunch.
The otherworldly effect has been pretty cool.
I realise I’m speaking as a person who has not been affected by travel delays (hello, cancelled ferries and delayed flights). It is a kind of luxury, I think.
Listening: Alive by Empire of the Sun
On a day like today, it’s impossible to sit indoors.
I was out of the house before 07:30 this morning, and strolling across ‘The Coathanger’ with the Bestie a short time later. Evidently, many others felt the same – there were lots of runners and walkers (and dogs) out on the Bridge… although I didn’t take any photos of them; I always choose scenery over humans, as we know.
The (Instagram-processed) photo above was taken from Milsons Point, on Sydney’s lower north shore. It’s also where Luna Park is located.
Amusement parks are strange places, aren’t they? I don’t find them amusing so much as odd. The crazy lady who greets arrivals to Luna Park is proof enough, in my humble opinion. Sometimes, she looks like she’s been electrocuted mid-smile. And other times, she looks like she’s freaking out because a bat has landed on her head. That aside, the rides are fun for about six minutes, and then I’m ready to leave – so much for the notion of ‘amusement’.
We wandered around for a bit, and walked back to the city, had breakfast, then decided afterwards to take ourselves to Centennial Park for a picnic as the day was just too amazing. (It still is! I think it might be about 29C (!) as I type this at just after 17:00. Did someone say ‘Indian Summer’?)
I will fully admit to being ignorant about horses and horse racing, but it’s always exciting to spend a day at the races. It was Derby Day yesterday, first day of Sydney’s Autumn Racing Carnival. It was also the first day of the newly renovated Royal Randwick – and the buzz of excitement was palpable on arrival.
The photo above shows the Theatre of the Horse, also a feature of the A$150M redevelopment. And as you can see, we were extremely fortunate with the weather.
We had a superb view of the racetrack as well as touch screens at our table. It was hard not to get caught up in the atmosphere. I had a few small, for-fun-only, bets while we waited for everyone to arrive. It was about 3pm by the time we finally sat down to lunch. As we were being hosted by a famous wine and spirit brand, there was a lot of Champagne throughout the day. (Yes, I’ve broken the seal.)
Race 9 was the most eagerly awaited of the day. Champion horse Black Caviar was hotly tipped to win her 25th race in a row, and as you can imagine, the punters, racing enthusiasts and corporate-invitees-who-know-little-to-nothing-about-the-sport (i.e. me) were all keen to watch the history-making race.
Of course, the lady didn’t disappoint, winning by a clear margin.