Melbourne’s classiest piece of real estate…
I reckon I could walk from here to Brunswick St… If I didn’t get drunk at The Noise Bar first.
(Photo source: Graffiti alongside the Upfield line).
In the wee hours of tomorrow morning, I’ll be boarding The Overland for another train trip to Melbourne, following my previous adventure down that way for the Global Atheist Convention in April of this year. I’ve got some more time off, and this time around, I’ll be taking it easy.
I have to say I’m a little worried by my inability to ‘feel’ the land over the border in Victoria. It’s not that it appears barren – I can ‘feel’ the arid lands around Port Augusta and Whyalla in South Australia just fine.
There’s something that doesn’t quite click, and I want to give it another go at ground level, albeit with a change of season.
I’ve got no events booked, and just a couple of meet-and-eats on the cards. Of course, I’ll do a little Christmas shopping at Embiggen Books.
I’ll try to take more photos this time around as well.
Updates will be sporadic-to-non-existent until I got back to Adelaide though. (Except in instances of convenient access to free Wi-Fi scammed from Melbourne’s fine coffee shops.)
It’s only a few hours until the train chugs off. I’d better tuck in for a few hours sleep.
Goodnight my darlings.