Continuing the adventure of our unexpected day in Sydney, I would like to show you the train trip back to our hotel near the airport. The airport line is fairly new, built for the 2000 Sydney Olympics. We walked from the Art Gallery of NSW through the city to Martin Place to access the Airport and East Hills Line.
We were relieved to see that our line was offering a good service, rather than trackwork and buses to replace the trains!
Then we noticed that our train was due in five minutes … perfect timing. We were travelling to Wolli Creek, the closest station to the Mercure Airport Hotel where we were lodging courtesy of Qantas. Wolli Creek was an industrial part of Arncliffe which has now been rehabilitated and is becoming a high-density residential area. Wolli Creek officially became a suburb of Sydney in 2002.
Like similar new stations all over the world the Martin Place station did not need any station master or ticket sales person, it was all automated, although I am sure a human being looked every now and then to refill the ticket machine or collect the money.
We had been using our $2.50 tickets all day, on train, bus, ferry and sure enough, they worked again for this train trip, being swallowed up and spat out again by the barrier machines.
We descended a long way underground on this huge escalator. The Airport and East Hills line must be very deep down, probably to avoid all the pre-existing tunnels of the City Circle.
The station was new and ‘clean’, people waiting stared at their screens as usual, their smart phones or similar. Once they used to read books or newspapers but those days have gone!
Here is the train, still moving, soon those big yellow doors will open.
I imagine that woman is telling her mother where to sit! I was at the top of the stairs on the upper deck, with a lovely view of the entry level. I liked the bright yellow rails and the changing view as people got off and on at each station.
Too soon we arrived at Wolli Creek, emerging into the station where policemen were talking to a large group of young teenagers on skateboards. I thought it best to put the camera away, and we walked out into the strange reclaimed landscape, high rise buildings, shopping precincts in their base, but still surrounded by construction, a suburb in the making.