We went to Bondi Beach today. This beach is famous for being famous. It is a tourist attraction and one of the must-visit places in Sydney.
We passed by a luxury estate on the way to and from Bondi. It’s known to be the Beverly Hills of Sydney. Private schools and celebrity houses. Nicole Kidman and Tom Cruise have a villa here.
This an interesting story about one of the grocery stores that wasn’t doing great in the past but, after putting blinders on all its windows, tripled its profit in no time. Apparently, rich people don’t like to be seen doing their own errands, but I see pictures of Hollywood babes pushing grocery trolleys all the time.
Maybe Australian celebrities are posher-minded?
I wasn’t sure why Bondi Beach was famous, so I googled it before I went there. A few movies reference this beach, but none are as famous as The Beach (location: Koh Phi Phi). They hold Miss Bondi beauty pageants here. I guess hot girls in bikinis are attracting tourists and locals.
The beach was glowing today. I could feel the happy energy flowing.
People are sunbathing, chilling outside the bar, and taking pictures (us tourists) like it was a perfect summer day. We have chosen the right time to come. Bondi really lived to its glorification today.
We stopped by one of the beach bars and chatted over a few glasses of pure blonde(bonding ‘n pure blond-ing) and local cookies (a bit coconut-ey). We soaked up the happy atmosphere and warm sunshine before heading back.
There is an outdoor swimming pool by the beach called Bondi Icebergs, where people swim even in winter. And as if it’s not enough, cold seawater gets splashed into the swimming pool during high tide. Brrrr… It’s a club member honorary thing, they said. If it were me, no club membership could make me swim outdoors in a single-digit temperature, even if it means swimming with twenty years younger Tom Cruise (I wonder who kept the villa after the divorce?).
Bondi Beach is also famous for its historical events. Apparently, in the old days, people had to wear a certain costume to swim on the beach. This so-called law wasn’t accepted by the general public, who went on a huge protest there and succeeded in surpassing the law. And there was another successful protest to allow men and women to hang out/swim on the beach together instead of being separated by a certain time schedule. I am glad. Swimsuits and trunks are feasts for the eyes and are best mixed together (as long as one person does not wear both).
I enjoyed our beach day, and since Bondi is on my Sydney trip list, I get to cross it today. YAY!
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