S was off investigating the retail therapy opportunities (with M) so I was left to my own devices. In the interests of doing something that I’d never done before, I headed to Balmain, just to see where those basket-weavers come from. A quick trip on the 442 bus from the QV Building, until slowing to a crawl through the traffic in Darling St – yes, caught up behind all the Beemers and SUVs. And lots of Saturday morning latte drinking, too.
The total time required to tick Balmain off my “list” (including walking from the Balmain East wharf to the top of Darling St) was less than an hour, so I was back on the bus and coincidentally ran into S and M and enjoyed an opportunistic coffee.
So, what next? It ended up being the new Barangaroo Reserve (next to the construction site for the new casino). Yeah, nice (hard to believe that it was once a container terminal) but it will probably be better when the trees have had a chance to grow. And then, just because it was there, a walk across the Bridge (windy and cage-like), a train back from Milson’s Point (only to Wynyard, because of track maintenance), followed by a rest and a decision-making process about dinner!