Thursday, February 16, 2006

Tourists

Three weeks in and we’re just getting round to being tourists.
Shorts on, white legs out, camera round neck, baseball cap, carrier bag, novelty t-shirt, guide book, sun cream, lip balm, insect repellent and flip flops.

We started off with a trip north to Bendigo. Staying with Ann’s uncle’s brother, Damian and his wife Helen; and were inspired by their adventures four wheel driving all over Australia (Whilst dragging behind them an amazing ‘T-Van’ off-road caravan; a bit like a Sherman tank with sink and double bed.)

The following day we went on a camping trip to Ballarat. It’s one of the major mining towns of Australia and is the ripe old age of 150yrs!! We thought we were going for 3 days but stayed 5, but it must be said, it was very relaxing and we hardly thought about cycling at all. The wonderful weather made BBQs a obligation, although after 5 days everyone was pretty sick of them – in fact it didn’t rain until we were packing up the tent.




We spent yesterday in the city centre of Melbourne. It’s a bit like any major city you’d find anywhere in the world except it’s clean and you feel safe. As we stepped off the tram we were faced by what appeared to the be the Misinformation centre MISINFO PIC, deciding to ignore anything they said, we wandered round for hours (as is our habit – What do people ‘do’ in a city?) playing the usual games = find the best Mullet, who can stop the fattest person and care in the community types. We ended up at the Crown Casino, a sleazy granny filled sticky carpet airport lounge where people come to deposit their dreams for 10minutes of expectation. The sort of place where you don’t know if it’s night or day and you can spot the one who’ll burn to death if the place caught fire rather than loose their 50cents. Nice.

We then headed off to a Sushi place called the Monkey Bar and were treated to some incredible food and gobbled away with much pleasure. Next stop was the Aquarium but after looking at the prices chose to spent our pennies elsewhere –and headed off to the Melbourne Motor Show – we’ve created a separate Blog for this and included LOADs of pictures, for any interested in that sort of thing. CLICK HERE TO SEE IT

Then off to the Cinema to watch JARHEAD (link)– 1st Gulf war film for anyone who doesn’t know. "Plot Outline: Based on former Marine Anthony Swofford's best-selling 2003 book about his pre-Desert Storm experiences in Saudi Arabia and about his experiences fighting in Kuwait. "


Then home again, money spent and legs tired.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Staying with Ann’s uncle’s brother, Damian"

isn't your uncles brother still your uncle? i'm confused.

Sounding like you'v abandoned the bikin and becoming right tourists hehe

It all sounds alot more fun than watchin the brit awards with cold coffee and an oven pizza.

hope alls good anyhoo
watch out for spiders! they'll av ya.

Nick

17 February, 2006 23:50  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh an what did you think of jarhead?
Not enough yanks die in it in my opinion.

17 February, 2006 23:53  
Blogger A said...

Hi, sounds like a real medley of a trip so far, you will never want to come back eh!

genious idea to share the motorshow pics, really loved them - will show S shortly...

Assi say hi, I have sent her the link she wonders what you look like with a beard and how you are managing to brave camping with snakes ;-)

what's your total mileage to date? (and consequent average speed??)

See ya later!

A

20 February, 2006 06:15  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ann's Uncle's Brother hmmmm could be Ann's Dad also aswell as another uncle. Nevermind, that blew my mind just thinking about it Lol.
Hey Ann don't go getting a tan now will you! We won't recognise you if you ever come back.
I'm a bit worried about the fact you went to a sushi bar then straight to an aquarium after, still peckish??
Sounds like your have a great time. We're all trying to keep up the fort here at the ARC whilst your gone Ann, its hard though!
:-)
Joe

22 February, 2006 07:31  

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