Despite Sydney having a reputation for its sunny weather all year round, we managed to somehow find ourselves in the midst of an out pour in the initial days of our stay. What impeccable timing. Armed with nothing but mere t-shirts, skirts, and other summery garments, we bundled up as best as we could before briskly making our way around the corner to the Chinese Garden of Friendship in hopes that we would warm ourselves up on the way there. Luckily, the initial morning showers dissipated, leaving the skies a little gloomy, but clear nevertheless.
If you’re planning on visiting Chinatown in Sydney, this garden is a mere stones throw from there, and definitely worth taking a curious peep at while in the vicinity. There is an entrance fee of $6 per person which is no doubt a typical tourist trap, but for the sake of memorable photos, we felt game enough to jingle out our loose change for a stroll.
The setting is tranquil and perfectly appropriate for the morning breath of fresh air. Whilst not large, it’s substantial enough to idle away an hour of your time exploring, possibly more if you are the type with the urge to photograph everything in sight. Unfortunately, words are failing me in this instance so I hope the photos speak for themselves. Faced with the problem of the huge aftermath of holiday photos, I have not really been able to muster up the energy in editing them all, but they’ll do for now. We were a week shy from the festivities of the Chinese New Year so the celebrations were not apparent yet, but still remarkable from the standards of an Aucklander.