Melbourne the place where the oners and twoers of Sydney buses seem childsplay and the transport authorities appear to have gone out of their way to irritate residents and tourists alike with Myki...you cannot go anywhere without a Myki...which costs $6 to buy each and then you have to load it with day passes which are $7 each and you can only by them in shops and not on the transport itself. So one day's worth of a single bus journey was to be $26 and if we walked the 3 km into town you got to the free tourist shuttle!
Guess what we did; I distracted myself from my ever shrinking legs by looking in the 40 bridal shops we passed along the way. According to Junior the Aussies go in for the frock and nothing else...except maybe a bridegroom.
On the outskirts it is a city of wide open boulevards
Then you hit the Central Business District and log jam on this day because all the teachers were out on strike.
We catch the tourist bus which can't show you half the sites because of the strike and head for Victoria Market with lots of
And old fashioned stalls
It clearly is in competition with Sydney for high buildings but this picture belies the amount of buidling work going on too.
and it is also full of theatres and events. Next to this mosaic was a person dressing up in an animal suit to be filmed by attendant cameraman and there was a violin wafting across the airwaves too
The grand finale to the day was treating P to a Thai green curry in one of Melbourne's most celebrated (expensive) restaurants, on Valentine's day...the last of the romantics managed to bite into a green chilli
- eyeballs start to pop
- steam out of ears
- face turned puce
- and to finish - the loudest bout of hiccoughs which interrupted all the mooning doe eyed lovers and made the great wind release of Phillipsburg pale into insignficance (I spare you the detail in both blogs suffice to say glaziers are expensive in the US).
Bless....
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