An attempt to visit every suburb in Sydney.

Let's change gears and head to the Eastern Suburbs . This next suburb is best known for its ridiculously wealthy residents. Welcome to  ...

Outrageous Fortune: Point Piper

Let's change gears and head to the Eastern Suburbs. This next suburb is best known for its ridiculously wealthy residents. Welcome to 

Point Piper

As a suburb, Point Piper sits on the eastern shores of the harbour. That means the best way to get in (other than by Rolls Royce) is to take a ferry, 

albeit via neighbouring Double Bay

Regardless, the Double Bay detour is a short one, and a ten minute walk down the kind-of-main New South Head Road gets you into the suburb. 

To kick off the suburb proper, I turned into this street, one of only a couple that takes you into the residential bit of Point Piper. 

At first glance, the suburb does look wealthy, but not to the level you may expect. This means large, older houses behind fences, 

with more than a few Range Rovers kicking about, 

all in rather green surrounds. 

There's even some (admittedly fancy looking) apartments.  

Bonus weird tree. 

But after not long, you see signs that this suburb indeed might house a billionaire or two. For instance, how many of you drive into an elevator to get to your garage? 

Or have a driveway that looks like this? 

Or even a garage that looks like this?

It's no secret that this place is fancy. Some residents and former residents of this place include former Prime Minister Malcolm Turnbull (worth ~$200m), media oligarch Lachlan Murdoch (worth ~$4.5bn), Atlassian co-founder Mike Cannon-Brooks (worth ~$20bn) and, most impressively, Jack from Hungry Jack's (worth ~$5bn). 

One house I passed even had a security guard standing outside. I did not take a photo of that one for obvious reasons, so instead here's a picture of what may be apartments that look like a castle. 

Carrying on, 

I found this wonderful tree. 

And a fair sprinkling of more outrageous wealth. 

This does also mean some excellent gatespotting can be done in Point Piper. 

After not too long, I reached this point - Duff Reserve.

This is a waterside reserve, and getting to the water bit actually meant a bunch of stairs.

Interestingly, one of the railings down to the bottom had this banner on it talking about some new human civilisation. This is totally a cult, right? Any bloke with that bald-mullet haircut calling himself an Avatar is totally a cult leader.

Anyway, after politely declining a tall glass of Kool-Aid, I made it to the bottom, finding a patch of grass with harbour views and a blinding sun. 

How lovely. 

The sad thing about a reserve like this, however, is the stairs you have to climb to make your way back out (although it didn't seem to faze the muscly shirtless man using this park for his exercise). 

Emerging from the duff, I continued on, 

past more fancy things, 

and down this path towards yet another reserve. 

On the way down, I passed the Royal Prince Edward yacht club. 

You can tell this is some high-level billionaire shit by the knocker on their door. 

Not knowing the secret knock to get in, I continued to the shore, 

finding a small harbour beach. Very nice. 

Kids, learn from Steve's mistake. 

Anyway, from here I was ready to head to my next suburb. Rather than backtracking too much, I actually found this shortcut to get out, 

a vertical shortcut, yes, but a shortcut nevertheless. 

This took me up here, 

where I was able to enjoy some rather pleasant views of the surrounds, 

and ogle at some insane houses.

Following this street to the end, 

took me to a rather interesting vintage police station, 

and my next suburb.

Point Piper: Because you haven't made it until the drive into your garage involves an elevator. 


  1. Gee, I bet the Jehovah's Witnesses don't bother knocking on these doors.

  2. Avatar Adi Da Samraj, born Franklin Albert Jones (November 3, 1939 – November 27, 2008) died in 2008, but he still appears in the Byron Bay's local newspaper. Each to their own, but not for me.