The last weekend I was in Sydney, the sun was shining and I had an afternoon to myself with nothing to do. I strapped on my walking shoes--OK, I tossed on a pair of flipflops and my sunglasses--and trekked from Paddington to the CBD to the Rocks, and...
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...