Outside love

8 Mar

It’s a terrible thing when you feel out of step with someone you love, be it a partner, friend, family member or city. As you may have read in previous posts, since my return from NYC I’ve felt what I best describe as discontent. My life in Sydney just wasn’t doing it for me. Fairly major problem since I’ve invested myself in a massive Sydney-based project. 

There was no particular reason for my mood. I’d only been away for four weeks. Nothing major in my daily life had changed. I had no valid excuse for how I felt, and yet I couldn’t help it. I knew I loved Sydney, but the memories of happiness in Manhattan were making me pine.

Then on Friday, something changed. As I walked through the post-dusk air along Macquarie Street, I realised my restlessness had quietened. I felt a flush of affection for my city which I hadn’t felt in months. By the time I reached the Hyde Park fountain, I realised I’d fallen back in love.

What had changed in those last few hours to shift my feelings? Yes, it’d been a stress-free day at work. Yes, I’d been running on almost a decent night’s sleep. Yes, I knew Saturday was a rare day off in view of Mardi Gras. And yes, I’d just ordered a large pizza from my favourite pizzeria. But it was something more, something entirely Sydney that had drawn me back.

I’d planned to survey in the Rocks on Friday. A few spots there needed revisiting, to ensure my first round of mapping hadn’t been a fluke. Keen to compare the Friday and Saturday night scenes, I jumped on a train and prayed to the Mapping Gods that the straight men of Sydney would be out in force.

But I didn’t make it past Circular Quay. As I got off the train, I looked down at the street below. This is what I saw:

manMap holds the Quay

Ok, my phone camera doesn’t have a zoom (that I can find anyway…) so it’s a little hard to tell, but there are several groups of nice-looking guys drinking at Quay Bar. My prayer had been answered. I decided to ditch the Rocks and embrace my good fortune.

I’d never been to Quay Bar before. I don’t generally socialise in that part of town, unless I’m mapping. But I have to say, I really liked it. It felt like we were hanging out in someone’s back terrace (someone very rich with a harbour view and a well-equipped bar). No loud music, all outdoors, everyone was friendly and relaxed. I couldn’t detect the slightest hint of social pressure, which in the words of Miss Bingley was ‘so refreshing.’ A number of big groups of guys were there, along with mixed groups and some nice but not stuck-up looking girls (bait, ladies, bait!). My surveys were done in no time, with one guy even pulling his work mates over to speak to me. And what’s more, it didn’t feel like hard work, which it sometimes does after a busy week. The guys at Quay Bar were friendly, interesting and funny without being sleazy. In fact, they reminded me a little of the guys in Manhattan.

So as I paused by the fountain in Hyde Park, admiring how attractive my beloved city is, I realised my experience at Quay Bar had won back my love for Sydney. The openness and enthusiasm my surveyees made me remember why I started this project in the first place: we live an amazing city and we all deserve to share it with someone wonderful. NYC is fabulous for a fling, but deep down Sydney is my true love.


9 Responses to “Outside love”

  1. kate kralj March 8, 2011 at 8:48 pm #

    I think you should definitely head back to Quay Bar Lucie! Sounds like a great place to meet some nice guys. I hope you gave out your card to that guy who pulled his mates over to talk to you 😉

    • Lucie Stevens March 9, 2011 at 7:23 pm #

      He was married! But I did give my card to the guys who weren’t. Don’t want to put the married guys in the dog house… 🙂

  2. The Single Girl March 8, 2011 at 9:43 pm #

    I want to go to Quay Bar…sounds (and looks, from what I can see) amazing! At least I know where to head when I finally visit Oz!

    • Lucie Stevens March 9, 2011 at 7:24 pm #

      Yes it’s a great spot SG – we’re very spoilt with our harbour in Sydney. You’d love it here!

  3. Janet Brothers March 9, 2011 at 11:57 am #

    Where are the best places to go out west? it’s not always easy to get into town, and I’m sure there are plenty of single men in the suburbs.
    I kinda like the men that don’t hang out in the city better anyway. Less pretentious, and more likely to be husband material.

    • Lucie Stevens March 9, 2011 at 7:32 pm #

      They’re not all pretentious city guys JB. Most of them are only in the city during the week because they commute for work. In fact, about 130,000 guys commute to the city everyday from all over Sydney. A lot of the guys I met at Quay Bar were nice, down-to-earth guys from the Northern Beaches.
      I haven’t ventured west yet but I know one of my wing-girls always meets guys at PJ’s in Parramatta. The Fiddler’s also a well-know place to meet men but I have a feeling I’d get thrown out if I tried to survey there (very tight security!).
      Anyone got any tips about places out west?

  4. Westie Wing Girl March 10, 2011 at 4:56 pm #

    Westie wing girl hasn’t been to pj’s in about 4 years! xx

    • Lucie Stevens March 10, 2011 at 6:15 pm #

      Any tips on other good places then WWG??

      • Westie Wing Girl March 11, 2011 at 1:12 pm #

        Parramatta Eels home games! You’re guaranteed to meet men in the beer cue at half time, will they be quality or eligible? That’s just a risk you have to take. :-)Much like bar hopping xx


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