We had early lunch at home, and took the bus to the city. We stopped at the Australian Museum, where we learnt about dinosaurs, Australian fauna and the history of reconciliation with aboriginal Australians. The building itself was nice, built in several phases, with recent parts nicely integrated with the old sections of more neo-classicism style.

We then went to a guided tour of the opera house. A million tiles that are off-white – not white, as it would reflect too much light; an elegant concrete structure supporting the sails, and a sad history where the architect, Jørn Utzon, never actually saw the finished building, because of a dispute with the NSW prime minister in the middle of the building process – he left and never came back. Unbelievable, for such an iconic building that symbolises the city.

On our way to the city center, we stopped by the Sydney Museum – we saw a very interesting but somehow sad documentary about the conflictual settlement of europeans west of the Blue Mountains, in the Wiradjuri’s land, and how just a few would ruin what could have been a peaceful cohabitation.

We spent a few hours shopping in the city center, and came back at nightfall for a light show on the Opera house. By that time, the temperature had dropped, so we went home pretty rapidly after.

The evening was about packing everything, planning the day tomorrow.