Field note · Laura · January · Sydney to Melbourne

Australia & New Zealand

Foxgloves in long grass below Mount Cook, the glacier valley running up behind.

Eighteen nights across the southern summer – New Year's Eve in Sydney, a wedding in Adelaide, a week down New Zealand's South Island, and the Australian Open to finish.

Sydney first, at the Kimpton – a few days to shake the time change, then New Year's Eve watching the fireworks over the bay from a rooftop. On to Adelaide for a friend's wedding: four nights in a house in Norwood, close to downtown, with days out to the Barossa, the Adelaide Hills, a wildlife reserve and the city's beaches – big, and nothing like Manly or Bondi.

Then Christchurch, and a week's road trip down the South Island to Queenstown – hiking, swimming, kayaking, a different town most nights. The one routing note: fly in and out of Queenstown instead. Christchurch adds distance the week doesn't need.

From Queenstown, two of us split off for Melbourne and four nights at the Australian Open – matches by day, the city in between, then home to New York. The day trip worth protecting: the penguin parade at Phillip Island.

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Sydney Harbour from the back of a ferry, the Opera House and the bridge in one frame.A rooftop party at night, lights strung overhead and the city behind.A kangaroo lying flat in the shade, entirely unbothered.Standing on the rock above a glacier terminus, the ice running back into the range.Scrub above a milky blue lake, the far shore fading into haze.Sunset over the lake at Queenstown, cloud lit from underneath.A boardwalk through tussock, a walker ahead and mountains at the end of it.