My Sydney

I did not intend for Sydney to become a reference point. It became one because I kept coming back — first for work, then because the city rewards returning.

What stays with me is not the landmark silhouette. It is the ordinary infrastructure of living beside water: the ferry wake, the ocean pools cut into rock, the way a whole city organises itself around a coastline it cannot build over.

This story will be expanded with my own dates, routes and photographs. Until then, treat the recommendations on the Sydney page as curated starting points rather than personal endorsements.