You couldn’t forget that you’re surrounded by water at Bennelong Point, but after dark, water became mysterious, even forebidding.

Whereas during the day the exterior of the Opera House dominates, at night the interior came into its own. With so much detail, it was no wonder that the building took at age to finish.

It wasn’t just the wood and concrete that was fascinating, there were also masses of steel and glass. It gave a new perspective on the Bridge.

It was a lovely hour to be at Bennelong Point. We waited on the steps while the light slipped away, and we weren’t the only ones.

I liked how they had lit this tree in the Botanical Gardens. It helped us ignore all the construction in front of it.

Eventually it got so dark that the people around us were just silhouettes in the night.

We were at the Opera House to watch Neil Finn play, but while we were waiting for the 9pm start it was a perfect time to take some photos of the dusk.

Bennelong Point was certainly a popular place to be on a Friday night.

There was a lot of construction work going on the foreshore. They’re fixing up the car park apparently.

Of course, the Bridge was its wonderful luminous self.