Ok, today's learning point is that if you get lost when on your own, there's only yourself to shout at, no-one (else) to say how stupid you are and, you can decide to make the most of the opportunity in front of you and visit 'this' while you're here anyway. Thus began Saturday 26 April 2014.
I was trying to take the scenic route to the Museum and Art Gallery of the Northern Territory and ended up going even further. Cullen Bay seemed to make an appearance, which is where you can catch ferries to a few places. As it was, I toured the Governor's House (designed by Mr Bennett possibly) and it was quite impressive - the way it was designed on a very open plan basis with louvre windows and few floor to ceiling walls upstairs, so little privacy. He was the first person to design housing to cope with the hot and humid conditions before the days of running water and air conditioning. It was a beautiful house and the lady there pointed on the right direction for the museum. The walk was interesting but I found that I'd managed to not put the battery back in my camera after recharging, doh!
The museum was wonderful, very new and modern, with a good split between 'art' and museum. I love Australian museums and the way they display things. It seems well, more interesting and beautiful to look at. There was a certain amount about aboriginal rock painting and history but also a good section showing how aboriginal art is moving with the times, using new media. Pkease do take 6 minutes of your time to watch a video called Little Dingi. I think it's
great. Some of the puppets from the film were at the museum but I'm not sure about 'publishing' someone's work on the internet without their permission, so although I have some photos I'm not sure that I'll share them.
I decided to treat myself to lunch at the Cornucopia Cafe at the museum. I had a vegetable wrap (had to extract the courgette and it was all a bit too oily for me) and chips, coffee and then I fancied a dessert. Despite there being some wonderful cakes on display, I opted for scone, cream and jam and boy was that the right decision. The scone was warm and melt in your mouth delicious. The cream was squirty rather than clotted but the ensemble was Mmmmmmmm.
I walked back a more direct route than the one I'd taken to get there. I peered over the side of a foot bridge wondering what all the holes in the ground were for and eventually, I found out. Crabs! Hundreds of them, sidling about and disappearing down a hole as soon as you think of looking at them. Only about 5cm across at most and varying colours of claw/pincer. Very near them were mudskippers which are a primitive creature I've seen before.
Another lovely day although slightly frustrated by the camera confusion. I am trying to use Drop Box to share my photos. I have invited some of you to share a folder. If I've missed you out and you're interested, send me an e-mail and I'll
do whatever it is that I have to do. Of course, once I'm away from super-slow YHA wifi, I might find an easier alternative. If you're a twitterer i am managing to put some photos on there, look me up @runningwomble
Technology, grrr.
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