The Opera House seems to be the Eiffel Tower of Sydney: it’s the most recognized landmark in the city, the thing that you see upon arriving and think—Yes. I’m here. I got a little giddy as I spotted the trademark white, swooping arches as my plane...
“I’m not friendly, but I am a good friend.” My girlfriends used to joke that my straightforwardness (OK, extreme bluntness and lack of a poker face) wasn’t exactly welcoming to newcomers. So when a regular at the Nice restaurant where I worked...
Once I booked my ticket to Sydney, I messaged an Australian girl who I had met on a bike tour in Munich a couple of years ago about grabbing a drink. In typical, full-on, Aussie friendliness, she first invited me on a trip to Thailand (that left the...
The coastal walk from Bondi to Coogee is a fabulous way to get a bit of exercise with a gorgeous backdrop. As usual, I'm glad I packed both my umbrella and my sunglasses: stormy skies closed down the beaches, but the sun was shining by the time I...
As a solo traveler, I have no problem doing things alone. It kind of comes with the territory. This week, I went to a play at the Sydney Opera House by myself—and kind of forgot that’s weird until I saw the booking agent’s face when I remarked that I...