Photos of my Australia trip
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So, I've only been back six months. Time I showed you the best photos, I think.
Image heavy, there's 60 of them.


The clock in Melbourne Central Shopping Centre

This is a vertical garden indoors. It has birds living in it.

This is a building indoors. It's the shot tower where they made lead shot, and it's a listed building, so when someone wanted to build a shopping centre there they were told they couldn't pull it down. So they didn't, they just built a pyramid over it.

Melbourne Cathedral in the sun. They get that down there.

Melbourne Docklands. Very peaceful, unlike London's.

There are no words for how much I love Melbourne's public transport network. No words at all.

Getting into photos of my mad travels now. This is the Babinda Boulders in the Atherton Tablelands.

This is also the Babinda Boulders, but from a more artistic angle.

This is me in front of the Millaa Millaa Waterfall. Doing strange meerkat hands, for some reason.

This is me with a cockatoo on my shoulder.

And this is me with a snake. This will probably be helpful to anyone meeting me offline at any point - now you know what I look like. (Just subtract the snake...)

This si a signpost pointing to places that the station's staff had come from. It's on a cattle station on the West of the Great Dividing Range called Kroombit Park. Somewhere out in the bush on that station is a WWII AAF plane that crashed and wasn't found for forty years. Australia is scary big.

Rainbow Beach at far too early o'clock. I think this was about 6 in the morning. I do know that the bakery was open, because I ate my breakfast there.

Brisbane's riverfront in the sunshine.



I loved Brisbane hugely. It was a lovely, lovely city, and I really want to go back there when I return to Australia. And see
littleni, who made it so awesome.

I have a koala and an awesome hat. It doesn't get better.

This peacock liked us.

I went surfing on that beach before the tide came in. And no more will be said about that. Ever.

This is the view from our hut at the surf camp. I was a bit disappointed by the high tide times, because I wanted to be able to go down onto the beach to take some more photos when I was there and it wasn't possible. Still, I liked the result up at this end of the site.

Sydney Harbour. I stayed in that big white hotel for one night. OMG lush. And Sydney was utterly lovely too. I didn't like it as much as Brisbane or Melbourne, possibly because I didn't have the best time when not with
lefaym. I got lost and hit on by skeevy people, and it was too big and I was too tired. Hopefully it'll be better second time around.

I did love this bit of Sydney, but I think it summarises my problems with the place in a way. It's too tourist-y, whereas Brisbane and Melbourne are very much lived-in cities. New York was also too tourist-y, but in a much grottier way.

And then there were moments of absolute serenity like this one. I did visit the holocaust memorial in Green Park and had a sort of pilgrimage down Oxford Street, where I met a really cool guy who's an aboriginal outreach and rights campaigner. It definitely had its moments. Even if I did get sunstroke.

I got arty-farty on the roof of the new Parliament building in Canberra. not many countries let you do this. Thanks to
misswinterhill for looking after me and showing me around in Canberra.

Arty-farty tree!

This is up in the Snowy Mountains, and it looked so like bits of home that it hurt. The big difference was that building the dam only flooded about fourteen houses here, whereas a dam that size would have flooded fourteen villages here in the UK.

Um... arty-farty with grass.


Light on the water at Lakes Entrance.

Lakes Entrance in the morning.

Kangaroos in full flight. I love a country where the mammals get higher off the ground than the birds. And aren't even mammals.

Squeaky Beach on the Mornington peninsular. So called because it squeaks when you walk across it.

Boxing Day at the MCG. Cricket Mecca.

New Year in Sydney. Photos of fireworks don't work on cheap cameras, so I took photos of the lights and crowd instead.

The Manhatten skyline grom Central Park. It was really, really cold...

And the Manhatten skyline from the Rockerfella Centre. You can't not go, can you?

And the other place I couldn't not go. I had to pay my respects at the Stonewall and get this photo.
And then I came home. And it was still cold in the UK, but I didn't see snow again :(
And there ends the holiday snaps.
Image heavy, there's 60 of them.


The clock in Melbourne Central Shopping Centre

This is a vertical garden indoors. It has birds living in it.

This is a building indoors. It's the shot tower where they made lead shot, and it's a listed building, so when someone wanted to build a shopping centre there they were told they couldn't pull it down. So they didn't, they just built a pyramid over it.

Melbourne Cathedral in the sun. They get that down there.

Melbourne Docklands. Very peaceful, unlike London's.

There are no words for how much I love Melbourne's public transport network. No words at all.

Getting into photos of my mad travels now. This is the Babinda Boulders in the Atherton Tablelands.

This is also the Babinda Boulders, but from a more artistic angle.

This is me in front of the Millaa Millaa Waterfall. Doing strange meerkat hands, for some reason.

This is me with a cockatoo on my shoulder.

And this is me with a snake. This will probably be helpful to anyone meeting me offline at any point - now you know what I look like. (Just subtract the snake...)

This si a signpost pointing to places that the station's staff had come from. It's on a cattle station on the West of the Great Dividing Range called Kroombit Park. Somewhere out in the bush on that station is a WWII AAF plane that crashed and wasn't found for forty years. Australia is scary big.

Rainbow Beach at far too early o'clock. I think this was about 6 in the morning. I do know that the bakery was open, because I ate my breakfast there.

Brisbane's riverfront in the sunshine.



I loved Brisbane hugely. It was a lovely, lovely city, and I really want to go back there when I return to Australia. And see
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I have a koala and an awesome hat. It doesn't get better.

This peacock liked us.

I went surfing on that beach before the tide came in. And no more will be said about that. Ever.

This is the view from our hut at the surf camp. I was a bit disappointed by the high tide times, because I wanted to be able to go down onto the beach to take some more photos when I was there and it wasn't possible. Still, I liked the result up at this end of the site.

Sydney Harbour. I stayed in that big white hotel for one night. OMG lush. And Sydney was utterly lovely too. I didn't like it as much as Brisbane or Melbourne, possibly because I didn't have the best time when not with
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I did love this bit of Sydney, but I think it summarises my problems with the place in a way. It's too tourist-y, whereas Brisbane and Melbourne are very much lived-in cities. New York was also too tourist-y, but in a much grottier way.

And then there were moments of absolute serenity like this one. I did visit the holocaust memorial in Green Park and had a sort of pilgrimage down Oxford Street, where I met a really cool guy who's an aboriginal outreach and rights campaigner. It definitely had its moments. Even if I did get sunstroke.

I got arty-farty on the roof of the new Parliament building in Canberra. not many countries let you do this. Thanks to
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Arty-farty tree!

This is up in the Snowy Mountains, and it looked so like bits of home that it hurt. The big difference was that building the dam only flooded about fourteen houses here, whereas a dam that size would have flooded fourteen villages here in the UK.

Um... arty-farty with grass.


Light on the water at Lakes Entrance.

Lakes Entrance in the morning.

Kangaroos in full flight. I love a country where the mammals get higher off the ground than the birds. And aren't even mammals.

Squeaky Beach on the Mornington peninsular. So called because it squeaks when you walk across it.

Boxing Day at the MCG. Cricket Mecca.

New Year in Sydney. Photos of fireworks don't work on cheap cameras, so I took photos of the lights and crowd instead.

The Manhatten skyline grom Central Park. It was really, really cold...

And the Manhatten skyline from the Rockerfella Centre. You can't not go, can you?

And the other place I couldn't not go. I had to pay my respects at the Stonewall and get this photo.
And then I came home. And it was still cold in the UK, but I didn't see snow again :(
And there ends the holiday snaps.
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Date: 2011-06-08 08:56 pm (UTC)That looks awesome! I am so jealous of the koala picture. So much fun and cuddly cuteness!!
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Date: 2011-06-13 01:12 pm (UTC)And yay for antiques shops! I'm not allowed to bring too much stuff back...
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Date: 2011-06-09 12:50 pm (UTC)The place you've put down as Sydney Harbour is actually Darling Harbour though (it's kind of around the corner from Sydney Harbour).
I'm so sorry that I wasn't around the second time you were in Sydney, so I could have helped you enjoy yourself more here!
Those photos of Manhattan are amazing. Really must get to New York one day.
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Date: 2011-06-13 01:16 pm (UTC)You'll have to be there when I come back ;) I'm planning on spending three months there next time, hopefully working at one of the hostels in the centre or out in the Blue Mountains. Two years before I go out there, though.
New York is amazing, but don't do it in January. It's bloody cold.