Saturday in Sydney

By Ayero Moro, Australian National University, Australia

I only visited Sydney a few times during my year abroad. One of my favourite days started like this: coffee from a local spot near Newtown, sitting outside watching the city slowly wake up then falling asleep on the grass.

We wandered through Glebe Markets that morning. It’s one of those places where you can find vintage Levi’s next to handmade jewellery and a pile of books someone’s trying to rehome. I didn’t need anything, but I still somehow left with a tote bag, a mango smoothie, Cinnabon, and a couple mozzy bites.

In the afternoon, we caught the ferry from the Quay. It’s technically public transport, but it felt like a mini boat tour. I’m all for it. It’s like an aesthetic version of an uber boat. The view of the Opera House and Harbour Bridge never gets old even if you’ve seen it on postcards a million times.

By late afternoon, we were in Bondi. We didn’t swim (too windy), but we walked the coastal path for a bit before heading back into the city for the only part of the day I had planned: Yochi. If you haven’t had it, it’s frozen yoghurt with an absurd number of toppings and it absolutely lives up to the hype. I’d been craving it since my first trip to Sydney and may or may not have gone a bit overboard with the Nutella .