A few people have asked me for more photos from our recent Hobart trip, so I thought I would just package them into one post so anyone not interested didn’t need to look.
One of the many interesting places in Hobart is the MONA (Museum of Old and New Art). The MONA was built by a private individual and it has become quite an iconic part of Hobart. No trip is complete without a visit. This is the view from across the river.The building is rather unprepossessing, but inside is a revelation. It is built into the side of a capstone sandstone cliff and you enter from the top and make your way down through the exhibition. The walls of the cliff are part of the exhibition (sorry about dodgy photo)
Outside is this rather wonderful life size sculpture
The MONA has wonderful restaurants and coffee shops as well as a winery.
One of the things about Hobart is that everywhere you go there is a wonderful view. Here we were just wandering the streets around Mark’s mother’s house and came across a really pretty tree with this fabulous backdrop.
One of the stories Mark always tells is that he was driving across the bridge on a teenage newspaper delivery mission and came across a slight issue – a drunken ship captain had ploughed his ship into the bridge bringing it down. You might be able to see that there is an uneven gap on the far right hand side and that is because the ship is still down there – the Derwent River is very deep. The other big gap is to allow the ships through.
In an earlier post I showed the Salamanca Markets in full swing. This is what they look like on a regular day, lovely buildings with nice galleries, but not quite as exciting.
Wrest Point Casino is one of Hobart’s claims to fame (why?) and it can just be seen in the distance across the river (the building with the tower). It’s getting a bit tired now imho. This photo shows why almost every house has a lovely outlook – everyone lives on the side of a hill. Mark’s Mum can see the Derwent when she looks one way, and the mountain when she looks the other.
This is the steepest street in Hobart, it is called Mellifont Street and our boys used to call it Melanoma Hill when they were young (don’t ask me why). It doesn’t look much here, but trust me it is steep. Archie gave me conniptions once by skateboarding down it. The boys (including Mark) love driving up and down this street and it is like being on a fairground ride as you have to have a big run up and have your foot flat to the floor to get up it.
I put this photo in out of nostalgia – this is Mark’s alma mater, the University of Tasmania.and finally, how is this for a photo? It’s a little way out of Hobart, but I liked the colours and clouds so much I had to include it.