Stop and Smell the: Rose Bay

Pour yourself a tall glass of rosewater for the Eastern Suburbs' very own

Rose Bay

Ensuring this blog has continuity, Rose Bay borders my previous suburbs Bellevue Hill and Point Piper. I entered through a suburban street that looks something like this. 

This bit of suburban Rose Bay is actually very pleasant to walk through, with large trees, 

and the occasional interesting house. 

Even the old apartment blocks here are a little bit fancy.

This route led me to a small shopping strip of boutique stores, 

which I continued on past, to more fancy old apartments. 

Here, you can appreciate the pleasures of the eastern suburbs, such as this surprisingly well made "don't poop on my plants" sign, 

and a brand new garden hose that someone has purchased and decided they don't want. Bunnings sells this hose for $56.90. 

After not too long, I reached the main road, and the bay bit of Rose Bay.

Sadly, getting to the water involved one of those crossings where I had to cross the road twice in order to get to the other side, due to there not being pedestrian lights on every side. 

No matter. Here there is a wide and pleasant pathway by the water,

some trees,

and Kevin McAllister's house. 

I continued on the rather pretty waterside path, 

finding this bus with a language I'd never seen before (turns out its Armenian),

and a ferry wharf. 

I wasn't ready to go home yet though, and continued along, 

past some pelican statues, 

this park, 

and even a seaplane terminal,

which is handy if you're trying to go to any of these places (although I suspect a seaplane can't actually fly that far). 

Anyway,

Rose Bay also has a beach, 

a puppy car wash,

and a boatshed owned by one of the fancy schools from my last post. 

This way leads to Rose Bay's town centre. 

The town centre here is not ugly and does have a bit of activity, 

but is ultimately far less appealing due to having a main road running through it.

Still, it has this zebra, 

and a wavy bench. 

I crossed the road and headed into another street in the direction of my next suburb (and the final one for the day). 

Here, I found this interesting building (does this count as art deco?), 

and a fancy supermarket

(you can tell it's fancy by how it's called a food hall),

before the suburb's commercial core petered out and I wound up back in residential Rose Bay. 

Life here seems pleasant enough, between the Ernie and Bert houses, 

interesting materials, 

and bins with silly names. 

Other points of interest include this giant American pickup truck, 

a pretty little substation, 

and, importantly, these bird footprints. 

This ultimately led me through to another intersection,

with this interesting building (apartments and a Harris Farm supermarket), 

and another commercial area,

which I skipped and carried on straight past,

to a cul-de-sac,

with some wooded stairs leading me to my next suburb. 

Not a bad view either.

Rose Bay: One of the few suburbs you can catch a seaplane to.