A Stroll Through Sydney’s Layers

When we lived in Balmain years ago, my wife and I would walk from Gladstone Park on Darling St, over the hill and along past the container port, winding through streets of terraces and the occasional, larger colonial mansion, up old steps only locals know about, down to the end of eastern Balmain, with its ferry terminal, fig-encrusted stone walls and views across to what is now Barangaroo and, further, the vast Bridge.