I left home right after Christmas, on the 27th December to be exact. I really wanted to spend New Year in Sydney so that’s what I did. At 18 years old, I packed my rucksack, hopped on a plane and travelled to the other side of the world by myself.
Sitting on the flight was when it really kicked in, I was really doing it. For months it had just been fictitious talk for the future, never really coming around. But the time was finally there, from then on I’ve never looked back.
I stayed in the only hostel that was available for New Year in Sydney as everything else was booked up, and you could tell why it hadn’t been booked. The accommodation wasn’t the best, I stayed in a mixed dorm bunk bed that was nearest the bathroom. The flooring had no tiles or carpet so it was just wooden floorboard, when people had walked out the shower still wet the floorboards had rot away which was not a good sight to wake up to each morning. So lesson learned kids- book your hostels as early as possible and with a rating of 7/10 stars up.
Other than that I had no complaints. The hostel had free breakfasts which is always a bonus when you’re trying to save your pennies and it also had free wifi (bonus).
For a couple of days I was completely jet lagged. The best way I found to combat the dysfunctional body clock was to force myself out of the dorm and walk around the city, keeping busy helped prevent me from thinking about being tired. My jet lag probably wasn’t helped by the fact I went on a night out the first day I was there, a night out when my body clock was adjusted to 10am.
Anyway back to the point of the blog… New Years, the main reason I was there. In Sydney there are multiple places you can go for free to watch the fireworks over the bridge and opera house with an great view (granted you could get better views but for a price). The free places however get full up quickly as everyone wants to get the best spot and save their money (especially the travellers). I have heard stories of people camping in the queue for days before new year, thats just dedication I didn’t have. As I decided not to camp I had to wake up at 6am to get in the queue at 7am to enter the area of which you could watch the fireworks. At 10am they opened the gates to let us in and we just had to sit around all day in the grass waiting. I can proudly say I napped 6 times that day.
The hours passed slowly but when midnight did come around, boy did it not disappoint. The fireworks never seemed to end. They came in all directions as they were set up on the bridge and on barges all down the harbour. It was one of the most spectacular things I have ever witnessed. Completely recommend going if you have the time and can afford it. The only thing I would say is that if you aren’t alone and can afford tickets, I would go to the reserved seated areas. Tickets may be a little pricey (I think around $500) but you are guaranteed a great view and you don’t have to waste a whole day of doing absolutely nothing.
After visiting Sydney I completely fell in love with the city. Everything about the it appealed to me. You had the heat, the beautiful beaches and then the city. Now I have always been a city girl. I love people watching and being in urbanised surroundings but I really don’t like the hectic-ness of it all. This is where Sydney comes in. The city is so calm compared to anywhere else I have visited. I love it.
Next stop Melbourne …