Wilhelmus, Bird’s Nest, Royal Boytoy Cousin

The bike tour of Sydney’s waterfront.

5 April, 2023 | Sydney, Australia

City waterfronts in the world have undergone a stunning transformation. After years of using them exclusively for industry - rail, highways, docks - many cities are choosing to mixed-use and natural redevelopment involving greenspaces and attempts to reproduced the pre-city coastline. No where is this more clear than in Sydney.

Nowhere is the opposite clearer than in Seattle.

From our former mayor, who was trying to put a stop to this idiocy. This has to be an image, because who knows when Twitter just fucking collapses.

Anyway, I always try to do the bike tour, and this was a good one. A bunch of folks from the Philippines, a pair of Irish women, and the requisite Dutch - this time a couple with an adorable little child who alternated between napping, wailing, and quietly singing the national anthem of the Netherlands.

Cool facts about the national anthem of the Netherlands - “Wilhelmus” (or “William”); (1) it’s the oldest national anthem still in use - and sounds like it and (2) it still basically pledges allegiance to the King of Spain, even though it was written during the Dutch Revolt against the crown like 500 years ago.

Where was I? Right, we are in Sydney and you couldn’t pick a more pleasant day to be biking around their lovely waterfront.

This is the first country that I have biked in where everyone drives on the left, which means everyone passes on the left, walks on the left, etc., and also the brakes are reversed and I will have gotten used to all this just in time to arrive back in the US.

Ascending up from the coast, we passed one of their libraries with a unique architecture and a big statue to the Queen’s (Victorias’s) boyfriend.

The Darling Square Library or “bird’s nest”.
Boytoy. They were cousins of course. Had like 8 horrible mutant children.

In early Australia Catholics were not super welcome, being a lot of the Catholics were literal political prisoners and, worse as far as the British were concerned, Irish. But once they got a toehold, they built an enormous cathedral (as you do) - so big it couldn’t fit on the land in the standard north-south orientation.

Unclear how common it is to have to Tetris cathedrals into property boundaries, but this is at least one.

The tour more or less ended with a fine view from Mrs Macquarie’s point.

Naturally, on Mrs Macquarie’s Road, next to Mrs Macquarie’s ButtChair and Mrs Macquarie’s stairs. Did you think I was joking here?

As is becoming the case generally, the most fun is had at the end of the tour when roping new acquaintances in to a meal or drink. It was the two women from Ireland who took me up on it this time. Both are nurses, finally getting substantial time off after COVID, and I foolishly tried to keep up with them on drinks. Exchanged emails, parted ways at the train station; lovely time overall. Always try to take a bike tour.

I’m sure it’s been done but it was new to me and is a little clever.