Jim at Sydney - City and Suburbs has posted a number of photos taken over time of Sydney Park in the suburb of Alexandria. I thought it would be an interesting place to visit, but our Sydney stay was short and I did not press the point to R.
Instead I suggested we catch a bus to the suburb Maroubra Beach where we had never visited. It was such a nice and interesting half hour trip on the bus. There was a terrible incident at nearby Cronulla Beach that spilled to Maroubra Beach in 2005. You can read about it here at Wikipedia. I was looking out for Lebs and white supremacists but the closest I came were mothers of many cultures with babies in prams.
Here is a snip from Wikpedia. I confess to not knowing how the riots began.
Just after 15:00 on Sunday, 4 December 2005, police were called to North Cronulla Beach following a report of an assault on two off-duty surf lifesavers by four members of a group of eight Middle Eastern men. A verbal exchange had taken place after three lifesavers approached a group of four young Lebanese men on Cronulla Beach with both groups accusing the other of staring at them. One of the Lebanese men reportedly responded to the accusations, "I'm allowed to; now fuck off and leave our beach", to which a lifesaver responded, "I come down here out of my own spare time to save you cunts from drowning".
Maroubra Beach was just lovely. We sat looking at crashing waves and people watching. We had a nice lunch outside at cafe on the beach facing street, Marini Cafe as I recall. We returned to the beach and sat for a bit. I am now reminded there was a huge area of vacant land clifftop to the south I think. I meant to look it up. I have now. Multi use, it seems. There are walking paths, an equestrian club and other public use areas, including a rifle range. Hmm, the latter doesn't sound like a good addition.
Still annoyed that our favourite Indian restaurant in Oxford Street had closed, I found one within walking distance in Pitt Street called Masala Kitchen. We walked there but alas it had closed down. WE WANT INDIAN FOOD. We gazed around at other places and there across the street was the moved Masala Kitchen. It had just re-opened on the other side of the street and did not yet have a liquour license. I didn't die from the lack of wine. The food and service were great.