Tassie – Day 5
We werent staying at the Sandy Bay BnB for our other two nights in Hobart, so we packed out stuff and headed to Edinburugh Gallery BnB, to at leat dump our stuff. Which was fine. Our plan for Hobart was to spend one day heading out to Port Arthur and seeing a few thing out that way, and the other day visiting the Cadbury Factory and seeing a few things closer to Hobart.
We started out by heading to the Cabury Factory. Ooops – Sunday… closed. Oh well – plan B then. Except I had forgotten my camera. *shrug*.
After taking a quick look at a map to get my bearings, we found the simplest route out to Port Arthur and headed off. The clouds were looking ominous at this stage (it had rained the night before), but at this stage, held off another down pour.
The road out to Port Arthur is uninteresting. It’s not too bad, but Every few k’s you get stuck behind some grey-haried nomad and a Winebago and it all goes to shit again. I finally lost at at one guy in a 100y/o Nissan Urvan and belted past him at full noise gesturing him to get the fuck off the road. This guy would just not pull over and let people past. Grrr…
We got to Port Arthur fine, and much to the dismay of the other Tourists, parked right out the front of the Visitors Center in the MC parking – hehe. The place was packed. We grabbed our tickets and decided to skip the guided tour and just do our own thing. Perhaps this was a mistake, but we really just didnt get into the place. With all the lush green parkland around the ruins – it was just hard to visualise or comprehend this ‘place of horros’ they were trying to present. The ruins are just that, and nothing more – and for the majority of the buildings – there isnt much left. The handbook and the little signs everywhere kinda helped, but not enough. We couldnt help but think that if they had rebuilt at least some of the buildings, it would really get the idea across. The one building that had, the ‘Seperate’ prison (for solatary confinement etc) worked really well – and you could really get an idea of the living conditions. The main building that got our attention was the Lunatic Asylum – but its been turned into a museum and a cafe, and was packed slow moving old people and noisey kids – so we skipped that.
Mostly dissappointed we headed out. We had noticed on our way in the Tasmanian Devil Conservation Park. Currently there is a horrendous cancer running thru Tasmania’s devil population, and this place is playing a very important part in quarantining healthy animals, and doing research into the probem. Unfortunatly we had just missed feeding time, so all the Devils were asleep. We did get to feed some very cute Kangaroo’s and see some really nice other wildlife tho. On our way out, one of the Devils had decided to come out for a while, so we finally got to see a Tasmanian Devil that wasnt squished all over the road.
With that, the clouds were getting really dark, so we decided to hot-foot it back into town. We checked in properly into our BnB and had a quick nanna nap. We dicovered very quick how much Hobart shuts down on a sunday night so dinner was just at a pub in town (although the food was *really* good).