Bondi to Bronte

The day started war and rather slowly. It had been suggested that we walk from Bondi to Bronte which is meant to be very beautiful. We arrived in Bindi at about quarter past midday on a brilliantly sunny and hot day. Like all mad English people we think nothing about walking five or six kilometres across Bondi Beach and Roy Nd the coast to Bronte.
The start of the walk, along the esplanade in Bondi gave no inkling of what the rest of the walk would be like. As soon as we were up and out of Bondi the views began to be impressive. Huge views of impressive small cliffs against azure seas, crashing waves and long coastal vistas. The walk was wonderful apart from the large numbers of people who were attempting to do it in both directions, but that in itself was a small price to pay for such stunning scenery.
It is hard to believe that there can be such beautiful scenery right in the heart of a major city, and that of course is why so many people of so many different nationalities attempt to walk this coastline.
It is also a very cosmopolitan walk, with so many different nationalities walking. We heard German, French, Japanese, Brazilian, Americans and of course English.
We returned home for a late lunch and after some time we went with David to Freshwater Beach, so that he could surf and Rosemarie could go for a swim. Even at 5.00pm it was still very warm and Rosemarie really enjoyed her swim in a very rough sea.
We came home for dinner and compared sunburn form the morning walk, the hole in the ozone layer had created its normal damage. All of us were sunburnt to some degree despite copious amounts of factor 30 sun town lotion being applied. Walking in Australian heat is also a different experience to walking in England, Rosemarie and I were both very tired and had avery early night.We had taken both the dogs with us and they were also exceptionally tired probably form the heat as well.
Sydney truly is a very beautiful city you can't travel very far in any direction without catching a glimpse of water. This applies even to suburban streets which in Northern Sydney look down onto various little bays of beautifully coloured water. After London, it is perhaps my second favourite city.