June 21st [Tues]
Yes. Just when you thought you'd finally recovered from the brain damage of reading my whimsical blabberings, I'm back with even more.
Tasmania was... okay. Not that spectacular, not that awful.
There's not much to do there, really. It's all about the scenery. Now, don't get me wrong, it was really pretty and all. But there are only that many times one can actually express a genuine interest in some rock formations and open space, especially when they happen to only be accessible via long, nauseatingly winding roads. So once you've covered Cradle Mountain and the King Solomon Caves, Frecynet and Hobart aren't very noteworthy at all. You see one mountain, you've seen 'em all. No biggie.
I reckon [Oh yes, by the way, you can't spend 8 days in Tassie without picking up some slang, eh mate?] the only attraction which did the word the barest justice was Port Arthur. Now that was the day. A 19th century prison complete with its own horror hospital and asylum has some sort of appeal about it. Pitchblack punishment cells with no windows, 4 locked doors and meter thick walls, hospitals in which amputations were carried out with no anesthetic in ten minutes with sticking needles, prisoners forced to remain silent for years on end, their very own 'Isle of the Dead'. Freaky, eh?
Pity we couldn't stay the night for their Historic Ghost Tour, cos we only went there on our last day. Jeesh. That would have been the highlight, alright.
So now I'm back in sunny Singapore. And this may seem seriously out of point, but I'm loving the weather. I thought my fingers would never regain feeling. Tasmania was cold.
Traveller Tips for Tasmania:
-Try the seafood! (= Seriously diggin' it.
-Go to 'Tasmazia'. It's this lavender farm cum pancake palace cum world's largest maze complex. Yknow, like those towering grass hedges right out of Harry Potter IV. And while you're there, try a 'Wildboar Loose In The Feedshack' from the pancake palace. You'll never look at cream the same way again.
-Go to Port Arthur!
-Go on the Anver's Chocolate Tour.
-Be prepared for hours and hours of driving.
-And if you're driving, don't bother with taking the 'scenic routes'. Why? Cos a) the 'scenic routes' aren't much scenic to begin with. And b) the highway is twice as fast, and doesn't wind till your head spins.
-Skip Launceston. Boring!
-Save the shopping til the Melbourne airport, where you transit. The shopping scene is Tasmania is like, zilch.
Tasmania was... okay. Not that spectacular, not that awful.
There's not much to do there, really. It's all about the scenery. Now, don't get me wrong, it was really pretty and all. But there are only that many times one can actually express a genuine interest in some rock formations and open space, especially when they happen to only be accessible via long, nauseatingly winding roads. So once you've covered Cradle Mountain and the King Solomon Caves, Frecynet and Hobart aren't very noteworthy at all. You see one mountain, you've seen 'em all. No biggie.
I reckon [Oh yes, by the way, you can't spend 8 days in Tassie without picking up some slang, eh mate?] the only attraction which did the word the barest justice was Port Arthur. Now that was the day. A 19th century prison complete with its own horror hospital and asylum has some sort of appeal about it. Pitchblack punishment cells with no windows, 4 locked doors and meter thick walls, hospitals in which amputations were carried out with no anesthetic in ten minutes with sticking needles, prisoners forced to remain silent for years on end, their very own 'Isle of the Dead'. Freaky, eh?
Pity we couldn't stay the night for their Historic Ghost Tour, cos we only went there on our last day. Jeesh. That would have been the highlight, alright.
So now I'm back in sunny Singapore. And this may seem seriously out of point, but I'm loving the weather. I thought my fingers would never regain feeling. Tasmania was cold.
Traveller Tips for Tasmania:
-Try the seafood! (= Seriously diggin' it.
-Go to 'Tasmazia'. It's this lavender farm cum pancake palace cum world's largest maze complex. Yknow, like those towering grass hedges right out of Harry Potter IV. And while you're there, try a 'Wildboar Loose In The Feedshack' from the pancake palace. You'll never look at cream the same way again.
-Go to Port Arthur!
-Go on the Anver's Chocolate Tour.
-Be prepared for hours and hours of driving.
-And if you're driving, don't bother with taking the 'scenic routes'. Why? Cos a) the 'scenic routes' aren't much scenic to begin with. And b) the highway is twice as fast, and doesn't wind till your head spins.
-Skip Launceston. Boring!
-Save the shopping til the Melbourne airport, where you transit. The shopping scene is Tasmania is like, zilch.
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