Seven Clock in the morning on Bondi Beach, after the relaxation seen here not at all straight. Not only sea and sky compete for the bluest blue, the number of joggers on the promenade would make fun run a medium sized credit. Everywhere boxing training groups small heart from his body, and surfers from all corners of sprint towards the sea. Nevertheless, the only people who work here stressed and pinched, the few tourists, it has not because of jet lag longer in their hotel beds.
So many fittest, attractive people in a place that can also be exhausting, especially if you digested its sumptuous breakfast buffet and is also annoyed that the bikini last season but now sits a little tight. While the average European wonders, why are there all so good-humored, and whether it has to work not something that Sydneysiders just enjoy their morning as usual at sea. What comes next is relatively unimportant, at least one stressed out, it does only in the rarest cases.
While the Australians, therefore, by the beach under the shower and finally moved to work, you can leave it as visitors go on slowly, for example, with a hearty second breakfast. In Bondi, there are several cafes around the beach. This is easy to find – you just have the coffee to follow more precisely the Soy-Latte or Skinny Cappuccino fragrance. The display usually bursting with fresh snacks. Instead of wilted lettuce leaves between cheesy bread for example, there Bircher muesli with oranges, melons, figs and grapes, or gluten-free raspberry-poppy seed scones. All tastes in the sun not only twice, but at least three times as well. These treats are the good feeling that is free not to burden the bikini and the one in Sydney already the standard.
With more than 50 beaches in the city offers the Australian city of Mecca to be any sun. From almost white to golden yellow Bondi Beach Palm Beach, surfers from Manly to the meeting place for family idyll in Nielsen Park there are guaranteed the right of each bay. Pete at the next table, who I just wanted a good appetite and with whom I now come into the conversation, tells us that he goes right after Fresh Water. This beach is located north of the city and would have his opinion, because of the wind direction today have much better waves for surfing in the south than Bondi. He had to work today, fortunately, not his job as a permanent teacher, he had terminated years ago: too stressful. Now Pete jumps only when colleagues are sick. The money and so many days like this are simply too good to work with. “Do not you think, honey?”
With more than 50 beaches in the Sydney metropolitan area offers any sun to be Mecca. The almost white Bondi Beach, Palm Beach or the golden surfer meeting Manly – It remains to be spoiled for choice
I am also surprised me and not even that Pete revealed to me here with a coffee half his life story. Finally, this sociability, according to the Australian Guide is historical. In a country that is about the size of Europe and the population of North Rhine-Westphalia, one was happy to seem always times when you talk with someone else. Well, in Sydney with around four million inhabitants, while you meet today’s ever anyone else who is friendliness and openness, however, remained. Very nice. So I do not wonder too, as the bus driver when boarding entgegenschmettert me: “Hi Darling, where are you off to today?” And “Enjoy your day.” Of course, that I the man to alight just like the other passengers, “Thank you, driver “shouts.
After about 15 minutes I was transported my friendly driver Bondi to Paddington. Here I get out at the top end of Oxford Street. In front of me just three kilometers are business to business, in between various cafes, pubs and restaurants, so I on the way through Paddington, Darlinghurst and Surry Hills to the CBD (Central Business District) could insert enough breaks, when I wanted. However, we can offer the lush Australian fashion other mundane, physical needs quickly recede into the background. Australian designers are professionals summer. With more than 300 sunny days a year and daytime temperatures, scrape the in winter loose at the 20-degree mark, there is not only the expected surf wear, but also clothes, dresses and more dresses from labels such as Akira, anti podium, Ksubi , Romance Born What, Sass & Bide, Zimmermann and Zambesi. The special feature of the Australian Looks: No matter how sexy the outfits are, they never seem tussig, but always very casual. Only the Australian footwear is actually getting used to: At 12 cm paragraphs seems you do not get around this drum. A little shake of the head of these stilettos, for which we not only, as they say, a gun permit, but in my view, a run rate required, I enter, attracted by the sale signs in the window, the little jewelry shop by Berenice Grebe. The goldsmith is originally from South Africa and just sold her last collection in order to move to Rome. The parting is difficult for her: “I think Sydney is a Mediterranean mixture of London and New York. It is just perfect, “she says. But her Australian husband had a job offer that could not refuse. So a few years of good old Europe. “But I will be back,” Berenice said with longing gaze at the blue sky and seems like Pete, looking forward to more that they can chat with someone as enterprising advertise their wares.
As I look out the window myself up, I think that this day would actually be used much better. The air-conditioned shops are indeed still there tomorrow. Now for the first time by bus to Circular Quay. From here it is five minutes walk to the opera. And this must stop – always! About ten minutes does it take to travel around the Opera House on foot to sprint once the washing concrete steps up under the great arches, lay a hand on the smooth tiles, looking across to the Harbour Bridge and sigh deeply. Stereotypes that can make so happy! A dangerous thing – although there are no official statistics on how many of the well 150 000 backpackers who stay here every year for one year to the country and thus occur in the largest city of the continent, finally, but when I here so am guess I It must be about 99 percent. Who wants to volunteer to be anywhere else?
At the door a Notizettel stick with the phone number of the bartender when he sends an SMS, he pressed the door buzzer.
Broad grin, as if after a first-class-fatal date, I stroll through the large iron gate into the adjacent botanical garden. To complete the cliche of the day for today, I want to quickly visit the flying foxes and cockatoos. Both members of the Australian fauna, in contrast to the warm poisonous snakes, spiders and cockroaches attraktionsgesteuerte the tourist heart. As I watch the fruit bats that dangle from various branches like giant bats with Chihuahua-heads, I remember my last Kooks concert in the singer Luke Pritchard told how, after an open-air gig in Tasmania kangaroos on an adjacent Wiese watched. For a moment, as any rock star attitude had vanished. And in fact, it’s great to see how people from Asia, America and Europe, adults, children, and rock stars alike jumping on animals or now in the botanical garden of screaming white birds with yellow crest forward. A bit of it is as if one understands at all the familiarity that one feels in Sydney immediately, first by poultry and Co, that you are actually at the other end of the world is. Madrid, Naples and Marseilles contribute culturally actually much stranger, than the Australian metropolis.
As it slowly, rubbish, very quickly becomes dark, a phenomenon which is known from other holiday destinations so sufficiently, but still I put down a few cultural differences: In most restaurants in town, one must bring your own alcohol. Bring your own, just BYO means that this tradition, thanks to which one can enjoy its cheapest wine from the bottle-shop for first-class dinner. Only a few dollars corkage fee will be charged. What now appreciate Australians and tourists alike, was born out of necessity. For a long time, the state licenses to sell alcohol so expensive that it is for most hosts simply not worth offering alcohol. This phenomenon has also influenced the Barlandschaft the city – but at a disadvantage. Profits could be practically achieved only with hundreds of drinking willing in one place. Thus, the typical HotelPubs like the “Coogee Bay Hotel” and the “Bondi Beach Road Hotel” alcoholic haze end blocks, which suffer on multiple levels with up to seven counters until being sacked. Worse, there are almost always what is due to the demographic structure of the public: The typical customer is male, 19-25 years old, British or Irish and backpackers. That is, without liver cirrhosis, he may come handy at all after a year of Australian home.
Only open since January 2009 due to new licensing law countless small and even smaller bars its doors in the most unlikely places. Many, like the “Pocket Bar”, are so new that they are guaranteed to find in any guidebook. But if one evening in going out areas on the street and someone accosts ausquetscht for good tips, the helpful Australians usually shows at its best. So I also think “Sticky”, a bar on the first floor of a building mission. To enter through the back door into a narrow side street. At the door, a piece of paper stuck to the phone number of the bartender when he sends an SMS, he pressed the door buzzer. Similarly, experimentally, as the choice of the place is, in many bars offer on the card. It seems as if one finding out her only slowly, which arrives with the guests at all. Of course there are, as in any pub usually a large selection of Australian beers, but if you explain to the bartender, we have today want something fresh, while sharp and fruity, creamy, he mixes a first-class cocktail, which contains, for example, the smoke of burnt orange
