A long bus ride, and a chilly city at the end of it...

Well, the bus ride was decidely NOT fun. In fact it was horrifyingly apt for a Halloween-night trip. Full to capacity, meaning elbows in your face as you attempted to sleep, a stinky toilet, an almost complete lack of sleep and, oh yeah, being trapped on a bus for 12 hours, did not a good trip make. Though seeing the dawn over the countryside outside Melbourne was quite nice - as was catching a glimpse of the skyline of the city on the misty, far horizon.

Arriving, I couldn't check into the hostel for 2 hours (woe-is-me!) which only added to my zombified state, but after dumping my bags and grabbing a shower, I struck out in to the city. Wearing a hoodie. That was the first change from Sydney - down the thermometer, from 24C + to about 17C. Brrrr. (Yes, and I'm sure everyone back in actually freezing cold Britain is sympathising with me here).

My optimistic aims didn't get me too far that first day - a ride on the free, old-style City Circle tram;a wander round Federation Square, a city focal point that's stuffed with museums, where I sat and watched an energetic Londoner doing comedy-performance art...and then it all went a bit downhill when I got lost somewhere around the Greek/Chinese Quarters, collapsed for a little while in the sudden warm sunshine on the Treasury Gardens' lawns and then gave up and headed back to the hostel to lie around on various sofas until a sensible time (8pm, ahem) rolled around for me to be able to go to bed.

written by

LizIsHere on November 1, 2010 from Melbourne, Australia

from the travel blog: New Zealand & Australia 2010

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