Melbun- the sequel Was there more to see? I swore T walked me all over the city that first day.  Being a big city, we still had points undiscovered and ambled by Parliament and the parks.  Having admired temples through Asia, we finally stopped in a Catholic Church here to pay respects and learn about a history of Irish bishops who found a warmer island.  We meandered through public gardens, and past the Australia Open site which was quite empty without Nadal’s scratching, Djokevich’s gluten free delights or Federer’s fans. Other games were on a few feet further, as the Moomba festival took over the Yarra River with wake boarding and water skiing contests.  Hungry from the athletes calorie expenditure, we hit up a food truck with 90s tunes and more recent burgers.  Meandering from there we found ourselves at the real Fringe festival, where a singer songwriter with a guitar crooned to a crowd that bought drinks from a repurposed shipping container while one woman read your fortune and another man explained how you …

We had about 50 hours in Melbourne (an eternity!) and to go native here, we dropped our “r”s and left the rental car for trams and mostly walking around. A bigger city and a university town, we were back to crosswalks and cafés.  Where Asia had free wifi everywhere and street food, Australia has “flat white” coffees and food trucks.  Trade offs.  We stopped in the student union and state library, always good pit stops.  T marveled at how in Asia everyone seemed to be working during the day, whereas here people lounged and lingered with time for a midday wine or coffee. We found ourselves in Federation Square, a variation of Fanueil Hall with museums.  In an otherwise pricey town, the free museums at the square were the place to be, and we were both impressed with the Australian Museum of Moving Images.  Downstairs displayed a tribute to the history of film, including shout outs to Mad Max, Dame Edna, Crocodile Dundee and Cate Blanchett (maybe Nicole Kidman didn’t donate anything?).  A second gallery …

A few hairpin turns later, we left the surfers behind.  Bypassing Melbourne for the moment, we went to the Yarra Valley which is known for wine and beer trails set in beautiful hills.  Alternating drivers and beverages, we found a great spot amongst grape vines and apple orchards to enjoy pizza and the views.  When we asked about how the breweries cropped up in wine country, we were told, “even a steakhouse should have a good vegetarian dish!” AirB&B may again be the hero, as we’d found a house set on 40 acres by the hills with friendly golden retrievers, 3 horses, 1 cat and countless kangaroos!  The owners had rescued a few kangaroos whose moms died, and bottle fed them and let them go.  One kangaroo kept coming back and now visits with her youngster.  The family feeds them bananas and sweet potatoes to supplement their diets, and T did have a huge smile as a little roo nibbled banana from his hand. He also managed a selfie with the kangaroo!   Edit  …

On the “must do” drives in the world, one will find The Great Ocean Road in southern Australia.  Similar to California’s A1 in its windiness and breathtaking views, it is part of the Limestone Coast with interesting cliffs and formations. On our way, we stretched our legs with a biking day. Unlike our recent bike tours where we were regarded as odd for wearing our helmets (odd for no other reason!), here helmets are required.  We biked past a surf posse, and I briefly wished to change sports. When we hit the road again, we finally spotted a koala crossing the road. Too quick for our camera, but the next day we did spy a wallaby on an ocean walk.  Sadly I’d only spotted dead kangaroos on the side if the road.  One day a few of us watched a mother and baby koalas in the trees, and another napping high up with a good grip on the tree.   The main attraction of the Ocean Road is the Twelve Apostles rock formation – which …