The day before we sailed off to Noumea, we had lunch at one of Sydney's best ressertorraornttz (I just can't spell restaurant). It is at one of the best-known of the world's beaches - Bondi. The eatery is attached to the Bondi Icebergs Club and has spectacular views over the beach. Actually, Mum thought she was booking us into the Bistro, which is cheap club-type food, but when we got there we found that we were actually booked into the non-cheap high-class place. So the Oldies decided that a 5-star lunch would be a good thing to do. While they were demolishing some incredible fodder, I sat quietly on the patio with a glass of the good white stuff and watched the action on the beach and in the ocean. The Icebergs are a club of people who swim every day of the year, including mid-winter, except when the sea is so rough that the pool is unsafe. The super-storm that hit Sydney early this week stopped them for a couple of days, but you can see some of them in the pool in the first image. There are usually surfers, both board and body, in the water. This day had good sets of waves coming in and you can spot surfers as well. Bondi is a good beach, but Dad says that the NSW north coast beaches are better and Mum prefers Manly. I think they may be just a wee bit biased; I like Bondi.
Labels: beach, New South Wales, Sydney
# posted by Bart Bear @ 10:58 am
