Australia Day

Invasion Day or Survival Day… it depends from where you are.

The 26th January is the official national day of Australia.
It commemorates the arrival in 1788 at Sydney Cove of the British First Fleet full of convicts and the proclamation of British sovereignty over the eastern seaboard of the continent.







Day off for the Australians, most of them enjoy it with friends, beers and BBQ.









The Ozzy (Ozzy Ozzy, oi oi oi!) Union Jack flies and is shown everywhere, as worn as tattooed.



In Sydney, it is a sunny and warm day to enjoy...





Free music concerts all around The Rocks,












Ships parade on the Bay,





Stroll in the Botanic Garden,

Free splash on the ferry deck (it seems that each person living in Sydney has this experience one time on his life, so it is alright…)

which sailed me to Darling Harbour where a firework was fired to conclude the festivities.










I love Australia.
But I had funny senses this day. I felt like I was really not a part of it…

Watsons Bay

Just a little bit further from Rose Bay is Watsons Bay. I am going there by ferry, again.
As you can think and see by the pictures, the East side is not the poorest area of Sydney.



While the CBD sounds to be threatened by a storm, Watsons Bay has a lot of sun to offer to the swimmers of Camp Cove and Lady Beaches.







A dive and then I followed the Sydney Harbour National Parks Heritage trail until the entrance of the Bay.

And still this amazing view on the city.


The fantastic clouds leave, I come back by Rose Bay, because I really like this quiet area. And Double Bay, because on the way, relaxing and beautiful too!

Sunset at the Sydney Harbour National Park

Sailing, working, sleeping.

Because here, they take the ferry like they take the metro in France…

This one dropped me of at Rose Bay, then a bit of bus, and stop, because the view was awesome.

I entered in the Sydney Harbour National Park and the landscape deserved well some mozzies bites.

Way back via King Cross and his famous Coca-Cola board.

Realization

The thing is that it is quite impossible for me to stay longer in Australia than the date when ending my Working Holidays Visa, the 11th May.

And to have an unexciting little job which can not extend my visa, or even looking for that, like I did for almost 20 days without success, makes me feel like I was losing my time, wasting my last moments I can have in this beautiful country and city.

So I decided to enjoy as much as I can, to go in places I have never been in Sydney or thousands times, like that, and to show you how gorgeous and interesting is the city.

A weird name for a suburb, to ask people their favourite spot, to grab a seat on a ferry, to take a bus until the end of the line or anywhere which looks good… is my new favourite game.

And I will leave the opportunity of a good job to happen by itself.

I like to take the ferry because you can see all the points of view of the Opera House and their bends are fantastic, as skyscrapers ones.
During the sunset colours are amazing, even if is on this side of Australia, we can only see properly (and early) the sunrise.

Coogee Beach

Catch a bus and let’s go to the beach!

To take a real break, that’s nice.

Coogee is situated in Sydney's East, South of Bondi. It is smaller and a nice resting place.

Job hunting

Already a fortnight spent since 2010 has begun, and 15 days I am still looking for a job in Sydney.
I know, this year it will be hard to fire your imagination with beautiful pictures of amazing landscapes as I could do in 2009.

But I will do my best to share my eyesight; actually, I love that, and always find so many things which deserve to be taken in picture.



















Anyway, since I came back to Sydney, I have been walking everywhere in the city, to apply for any position in stores, cafes, restaurants… and by internet too, to work in call centre, to entry data, to give flyers in the street… But my phone is still quiet.

I have been seeking in the CBD, the Rocks, Glebe, Annandale, Surry Hills, Darling Harbour, Paddington, Darlinghurst, Manly, Bondi Junction...

And Bondi Beach, where I did a break, found a way till the water among the wave of thousands young tanned Aussies and tourists (including so many bloody French!!!).

Just to put my feet in the sand, the ocean, and to breath…

(PS: for the second last photo: where's Wally?!?)