Wednesday, 21 January 2015

week twenty eight | canberra, act

Ah home town lovin’, there is nothing quite like it. This Christmas and New Years I was once again at home with the family, the dog and the sunshine. As someone who has a pretty hard time switching off I found all the rest time slightly overwhelming and placed a few calls to friends in Melbourne declaring life dull when in actually fact I should have just read more and probably taken Ellie for a walk. My last weekend in Canberra was a little out of the ordinary though, and meant playing tour guide for a little while, making sure that after all my unnecessary whining Max actually liked Canberra and enjoyed all of my favorite Canberra places.

Day one saw us hitting the National Portrait Gallery – one of the best in the world. The modern stuff is great, Princess Mary was looking fab as per usual and the older style stuff was brought to life by some very classic devere/pfeifer gags which we found hysterically funny but gained some raised eye brows from the guards. We then turned our attention to the sculpture garden at the National Gallery – the egg out front still as oddly peaceful as I remember and the ones out back are still taking pride of place in the game ‘yes but is it art.’ The sculpture garden though is on the banks of Lake Burley Griffin and the shady grass is just picture perfect for some lazy cloud watching.

Questacon was next on the hit list. However once we made it to the lobby we realized that a Saturday afternoon in the middle of the summer holidays probably wasn’t the best time to visit and we bailed quite quickly, leaving the mass of screaming kiddies behind us.

Apart from some driving around and giving Max a taste of “Matilda – the early years” the only other notable place we visited was the National Arboretum – the best place on earth.


Another successful Canberra visit and now it’s back to Melbourne, back to work and back for another year. WOOHOO!


5/5 REST DAYS 




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