Some clichés exist for a reason: the "Potts Point is like Paris" line is one such cliché. Just around the bend from the seediest strip in Sydney - which we kind of love - Potts Point, anchored by Macleay Street, really is like a little slice of the French capital. Tree-lined streets, gorgeous old art deco buildings, painted-up old beauties smoking at cafés with lapdogs... seriously, save yourself the Air France fare.
Bordered by the the Cross and Woolloomooloo, just like Paris, Potts is a place for foodies: Fratelli Paradiso, hot-spot Wilbur's, Fish Shop, Billy Kwong, Jeremy Strode's theme-y fish joint in the old Lotus plus Yellow and Monopole from Nick Hildebrandt and Brent Savage. Eat, drink and be tres merry.