|My neighborhood at night.|
|Where I often find myself at the end of the school day. One runs into a lot of Americans here, too. |
They have, no kidding, kangaroo and emu pizza.
|The frightening entrance to the Luna Park amusements.|
|End of the street, with quay and bridge visible. A rather good restaurant is there, too.|
|Some cuddly neighbors.|
|The University of Sydney.|
|The entrance to the Taronga Zoo, which is lush in fauna.|