At night, Sydney comes alive. This is what the Harbour Bridge looked like on our ferry return from Manly. We went exploring down George Steet, Chinatown and Darling Harbour with one of Yannick's work friends who grew up here. The streets were bustling and lit up with bright signs.
Some buildings and specially made sculptures were also lit up due to a light show (Viv'd) that happened to be on while we were visiting the city. Town Hall was a particularly fetching shade of royal purple, and as I waited for Yannick to get a photo, a man who was totally sloshed told nearby taxis "I own this town" and asked "you like it, don't you?" When the light turned green, traffic sped off all around him and I'm amazed he wasn't hurt. He stumbled out of the road and down the footpath, quickly obscured by the crowd.
The gateway to Chinatown was grand and filled with the promise of many delights beyond.
We supped with more friends at Arisun, and while I have not eaten much Korean food in the past, I found each dish delicious. Our feast comprised of japchae (sweet potato noodles), wasabi beef, sausage hotpot and spicy fried chicken with cheese. The fried chicken is a specialty at Arisun, and it was so good that I want to come here to try every variety on offer. Accompanying the food were shots of Soju which took the edge off the winter's night.
Believing a fireworks show was set to go off at 9pm, we were surprised when we heard loud bangs and pops shortly after half eight. Sure enough, when we left the restaurant the waterfront was obscured by smoke that smelled of gunpowder and we knew we had missed them.
But luckily there was a light show with lasers, fountains, and even bouts of flame at times! It was quite dramatic and better than fireworks as it was something different.
Before retiring for the night, we had to try the crazy liquid nitrogen ice cream place! The staff wore white lab coats and poured liquid nitrogen into mixing bowls full of ingredients to create instant ice creams and sorbets.
The blackboard menu stated that it was seven dollars for one scoop and for two scoops: "you don't need it!" The line was long but we eventually got our treats. I ordered mulled wine sorbet, which was goodly spicy and had chunks of apple through it, and Yannick ordered the crime brûlée ice cream (which was really brûléed on the top!). Both for the novelty of the experience and the tasty ice creams, I recommend N2 Extreme Gelato.
It was a wonderful last night in Sydney, and I wish I had more time to spend there. I'll be back for sure.
The next morning we ran to catch an airport shuttle (with tickets bought from a dairy as they were cheap) and it only played love songs the whole way there.