The remainder of my time in
Melbourne has been pleasant.
Sunday morning after leaving church I met up with an old friend
Dimos AKA
Archon, whom I know from break-dancing. We had lunch at an Italian restaurant, both opting for the spaghetti carbonara, then just wandered back to Southern Cross Station catching up as we walked.
In the afternoon I got a call from
Mr Turner who also happened to be in
Melbourne with
Thea on holidays. They were keen for a catch-up over a meal, so we’d arranged to do something on Monday. That evening I was making my way out to
Balaclava to meet
Veigli and
Clare for dinner and trivia at a pub, when I saw
Matt and
Thea wandering the streets. I gave them a call and found out they were on their way to The Local Taphouse. They invited me to join them, but I refused, having already made plans with
Veigli. When I met up with
Veigli it turned out to be at The Local Taphouse, and 5 minutes later, who should happen to show up but
The Turners. They ended up joining us for dinner, which was very very slow to get out, a few tasty beverages and some minor celebrity spotting. After dinner, we jumped in the car and went for some gelato. I opted for some blood orange and chocolate indulgence in the hope of a jaffa flavour, an old favourite of mine. The blood orange was definitely a tasty finish to the combination as well as cleaning my palette. After that it was time to bid farewell to
Veigli and
Clare as we caught the tram back to town.
Monday morning I woke late, and wandered up to
Little Bourke Street to meet
The Turners for Yum Cha. We wandered up the street a little before we could find a decent looking venue. We ate a variety of dumplings: Ha Gou, Siu Mei, Spring Rolls, Gou Choi Gou and Pork Buns. After lunch,
Thea wandered off herself whilst
Matt and I went in search of some laneway pubs. We didn’t end up finding any, but instead we ended up sipping lattes at Brother Baba Budan and looking at cameras and lenses.
In the evening after a swim and a spa I got my photo gear together to go out to shoot some sights of the
Melbourne CBD. After wandering for a good hour and a bit with my D50 and gorillapod I was exhausted, cold and a little damp. Here’s a couple of my favourite shots, the rest are in my Flickr:
My final
Melbourne experience was St Ali before jumping on the Skybus back to the airport and flying to
Sydney and wrestling with the new Cityrail timetable via the Northern Line through
Macquarie Park.
