Thursday, February 28, 2013
We stayed in Adelaide for three nights. It is a lovely city and I glimpsed the places other bloggers have shown, but I barely took a photograph. I didn't even find time to walk a Road that Beckoned.
You see we were busy catching up with family at Angela and Dan's wedding. My clever sister made those beautiful gowns for her daughters.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Friday, February 22, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Back at the hotel I was initially taken aback thinking it was that ubiquitous Americanism "Have a great day".
Then I remembered Asian hotels where mats in the lift cheerly said "Good morning", and promptly at midday changed to "Good afternoon" and then sometime in the afternoon swapped to "Good evening".
Well we did have Another Great Day and were excited about boarding the train to Adelaide early the next morning. Set your alarm, I will see you at Southern Cross Station tomorrow.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
I was torn between the desire to follow a Little street and picking an Alley. You see Alleys are such a wonderous city thing and I don't do city all that often. So here is a supplementary Road that Beckoned, the alley just up from our hotel.
|Street art opposite Brown Alley.|
|Corner pub courtyard|
|Grey stone buildings (very Melbourne) at the end of the alley|
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
Sunday, February 17, 2013
|Bike friendly and tennis mad|
It was the last week of the Australian Tennis Open so I have to say the town was tennis mad too, only to be replaced by football mad soon. It's a very sporty city.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Friday, February 15, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
My Mum came from Melbourne. At the end of the war she found herself transplanted to my Dad's home town in sleepy country Queensland. While she became an exemplary woman of the country she did often speak of her home city with nostalgia. One of the things she talked about was the nice grid of straight streets in Melbourne and that there were "Little" streets between the big ones.
As a result I have had a lasting fascination with "Little" streets. I decided to pick the one where our hotel was located, just up from the railway station. We had an early train to catch the next morning.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
We are travelling through country we have visited by car. And I am learning something about train travel. It's mesmerising, it's comfortable but it's all about landscape, not detailed discovery. The railway stations are at the edge of towns. All we get are tantalising glimpses, no hope of spotting Royal Hotels. The King's Own Hotel is the nearest I got on the whole trip.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Friday, February 8, 2013
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Before we do the next road I am going to take you on a Great Train Journey ... Sydney, Melbourne, Adelaide, Broken Hill, Sydney ... all by rail. There is nothing quite like the grand arch of Sydney's Central Station to put me in the mood of the bygone era of glorious train travel.
The Sydney-Melbourne train is no longer called the Southern Aurora, it's just the CountryLink XPT service - how dull.
Posted by Joan Elizabeth at 8:00 PM
Saturday, February 2, 2013
|Child and Family Centre|
That's the end of this road, I'll go some place messy and country next.