I arrived on Sunday and tried to make the most of it. Picked up some geocaches along the Yarra River, which runs through the southern side of the city's center.
(Love good cammo)
(Grabbed this one off of a ledge under the bridge)
Saw some cool things along the way...
My first official stop was the NGV Australia Ian Potter museum for Australian Art.
Next, I went to a Thai food place. I got soup that might've been made of pure pureed peppers... it was so painful to eat, but I downed maybe 2/3 of it, with probably a 5:1 ratio of water to soup. I was so full of water by the end of it.
Visited an old Gaol (jail) next. It reminded me a bit of Alcatraz.
Then took a look at the Royal Exhibition building and Lygon Street, where I stopped for Italian desserts.
Then, I went back to the Yarra River to watch pyrotechnics that they do on the hour each night.
Got in a single run on Thursday night, for 5 mi in 41:21, 8:16 pace, 2 degrees of incline. Should've run more and taken advantage of the treadmill when I could. Oh well. Man, my body has been under a lot of stress and work and odd sleep and travel. My running's never been this slack in like 6 hours. Oh well, work's gotta come first. Work makes the running and travel possible.
Got in a couple of other geocaches, one of which was a letterbox, giving me a new stamp from another country!
Even after watching almost 2 hours of it, I still can't figure out what the rules are supposed to be. They throw, punt, bounce, hot-potato the ball in unpredictable ways. Rugby was more straightforward, with them having like 6 tackles to get the ball to the goal, with only being able to do backwards passes and forward runs, with lots of wrestling along the way. In AFL, they were jumping all around, very little wrestling, and super acrobatic in their changing of directions and moving the ball all around in all kinds of ways.
If I ever come back, I want to see:
- Kangaroos and other animals
- The 12 Apostles (rock formations)