Arriving in Sydney was a surreal experience. After leaving London at 9pm on a busy Friday evening, we pulled in to Sydney at 7am on the brightest of Spring Sundays, and were told we’d just missed last nights rain storm. Seeing Christmas trees with a backdrop of ocean blue at arrivals was one of the most surreal things- especially for a girl used to grey skied festivities, but soon enough we were on our way to our home for the next two evenings, Pier One Sydney.
Nestled just under the Harbour Bridge, Pier One was the perfect spot for a first introduction to the city. Sitting on the balcony overlooking the water, we tucked into fresh granola, house presses and yoghurt whilst we attempted to stay awake after our flight. After a few hours (which naturally felt like minutes), we headed out for one of the most beautiful experiences of the trip, a boat ride around the city by sunset- which suffice to say, made me feel like one of the luckiest people in the world.
Although the water was choppy and the winds gusty (never the perfect pairing if you’ve got hair as fine as mine), seeing the shards of the infamous opera house next to the sky turning from blue to pink, along with the waves lapping by our toes- everything felt somewhat dream like, and left us raring for some more serious exploration… After a big sleep of course!