The Opera Bar
When I'm not at the Judgement Bar, you can find me at the Opera Bar. I'm the one with permanent red wine stained lips. Click on a photo for a larger version.
East Circular Quay. Sunday 7pm: 9/1/05.
Bridge, Ferry, and barely noticeable disco ball.
Opera Bar crowd on Sunday night.
Twilight sets in.
The Opera House is still there after a few drinks.
Just checking again. The first photo in 30 odd shots that didn't come out blurry. Can you guess why?
Tribute to red wine and cocktails. *hic*
After 3 hours, the disco ball does something for the first time.
I think we've seen enough.
East Circular Quay. Sunday 7pm: 9/1/05.
Bridge, Ferry, and barely noticeable disco ball.
Opera Bar crowd on Sunday night.
Twilight sets in.
The Opera House is still there after a few drinks.
Just checking again. The first photo in 30 odd shots that didn't come out blurry. Can you guess why?
Tribute to red wine and cocktails. *hic*
After 3 hours, the disco ball does something for the first time.
I think we've seen enough.
posted by Tony P at 1:03 AM
2 Comments:
Beautiful pictures. I am homesick just looking at them. I love being Australian *sniffle*.
I spent about five weeks in a row at Opera Bar inadvertently. Absolutely stunning place to drink, if you can avoid the yuppies. Obviously I don't mean you :)
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