My tour finishing, I used my last couple of days to explore. Venturing to Hobart's Mona, the museum of new and old art, it was an interesting visual experience. Handed an 'o' device, like a smart phone, it provided information about each piece giving you the option to 'love' or 'hate' it. Novel for galleries, … Continue reading Penguin Road Trips, Mona exploring and Venturing on
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Wwoofing Decisions Made in the Torrents of Tasmania’s Rains
In my quest to get up quietly and not wake my roommates I hauled my bag and belongings into the hall to pack in the light. In my usual pack and move routine, which I have now got down to a speedy art, in 'pack' mode rather than 'planning for day' mode, not thinking, my … Continue reading Wwoofing Decisions Made in the Torrents of Tasmania’s Rains
Finding Rainbows and Chess Boards in Autumnal Hobart
Continuing the theme of Scottish stereotypes you can imagine my surprise when I walked into the hostel living room to find 'Maid of Honour' on the telly. A castle wedding of course, tartan crazy with chat of bairns and Atholls (which incidentally was cleverly used to denote 'asshole'), I couldn't quite believe that of all … Continue reading Finding Rainbows and Chess Boards in Autumnal Hobart
No Flash Photography Allowed!
Slightly obsessed with penguins and toying with the idea of leaving Melbourne, I decided that Philip Island's penguin parade should be the next achievement on my Australia bucket list. Opting for a backpacker oriented tour to hopefully meet a younger clientele than the last tour I undertook, picked up first, I was somewhat surprised at … Continue reading No Flash Photography Allowed!
Scottish Footprints 