Just mosying around

When we set off on our travels we knew that we would have to take time out from just being tourists, find somewhere to relax and live in one of the countries we were to visit. Well that's what we have been doing, though we have still found the need to see the sights. Late Friday afternoon found us sitting in Federation Square partaking in a small beer with the workers starting the weekend in traditional Aussie fashion.


After a mouth watering Italian meal, in the company of locals, on Saturday evening we spent Sunday doing absolutely nothing. After a lie in we sat on our balcony watching the runners in the city to city "fun" run pass by. I was stirred into getting some exercise and took a 200 metre walk to the newsagents to get the Sunday papers. After my excursions we both found the need to sit and read the papers for a few hours and watch the world pass by.





Though it is good to be able to relax in the apartment it feels strange to have to clear your pots away, make the bed and tidy up rather than it all being done by magic whilst you are out of your room. I have to say the way in which Annie has resumed activities such as washing and cooking with a smile on her face shows how much she has missed the domestic side of life. It must be in her genes.

A visit to the Fitzroy area of Melbourne took us through two parks and an area that is called the sports precinct which is home to several sport stadiums all next to each other. Amongst them are the Melbourne Cricket Ground, Rod Laver Arena and AAMI park, the Melburnians are truly sports mad.





After a walk in the park, Fitzroy Park, the home of Cooks Cottage which was shipped over from Great Ayton brick by brick and rebuilt in the park complete with an English cottage garden, it was into








Fitzroy. It is known as the bohemian multi cultural area of Melbourne, an inner city area that has been given a fresh life. It is full of cafes, restaurants and individual shops, Range Rovers park alongside old cars, a real mix of people and cultures.



A day on the beach has eventually beckoned and in true Melburnian fashion it was a tram to St Kilda. After a walk along the esplanade and the pier we lay on the beach for a few hours under clear blue skies. The beach was packed with young people, either students who decided that a day on the beach was better than Uni or back packers.





The day was finished with a pint of the local brew and, what else but fish and chips, sat looking over the sea. How English is that or should it be how Australian.



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Location:Swanston Street, Melbourne.