Hobart, Tasmania is now seeded my #1 favorite city on earth. It has all the ingredients for greatness: near water, 200+ year old architecture, a fab food and wine (and whiskey) scene, museums a plenty, and some requisite hipsterness so we feel at home.
We spent 3 glorious days in (mostly) sunny Hobart. We wandered the historic area by the marina and through Battery Point where the homes haven't changed since the 1800s. Right next to the marina is a boutique whiskey distillery where they pour some truly outstanding spirits.
We took a couple of epic walks out of town and were well rewarded for our kilometerage. One direction took us to the Cascade Brewery, where we sampled and lunched and walked the immaculate 23 acres of gardens. Its a shame they don't take care of the place:
On our one rainy morning we spent a few hours in the maritime museum where we learned about some of the truly hair-brained shit the Brits did in the name of empire expansion back in the day. Ed bought a knot tying book and rope in the gift shop and we had some, um, slightly disjointed convos with the salty old volunteer working the till.
North Hobart is where the hipsters live and work and make the arts. Tomorrow we'll be heading to the home town of a waitress we met there at an AMAZING place called the Raincheque Lounge. We had a lovely chat with her and she recommended Dover and thus tomorrow we will drive to the southern most point of Australia. Straight shot from there to Antarctica.
This is the post office in NoHo:
There are also plenty of drool worthy boutiques in the neighborhood. I've done more than a little stalking of these chairs I peeped in a design store in North Hobart. When I have an income, I will be working out how to adopt one of these to come live with us:
If it weren't half way around the world, we'd be looking for an apartment to rent.
We spent 3 glorious days in (mostly) sunny Hobart. We wandered the historic area by the marina and through Battery Point where the homes haven't changed since the 1800s. Right next to the marina is a boutique whiskey distillery where they pour some truly outstanding spirits.
We took a couple of epic walks out of town and were well rewarded for our kilometerage. One direction took us to the Cascade Brewery, where we sampled and lunched and walked the immaculate 23 acres of gardens. Its a shame they don't take care of the place:
On our one rainy morning we spent a few hours in the maritime museum where we learned about some of the truly hair-brained shit the Brits did in the name of empire expansion back in the day. Ed bought a knot tying book and rope in the gift shop and we had some, um, slightly disjointed convos with the salty old volunteer working the till.
North Hobart is where the hipsters live and work and make the arts. Tomorrow we'll be heading to the home town of a waitress we met there at an AMAZING place called the Raincheque Lounge. We had a lovely chat with her and she recommended Dover and thus tomorrow we will drive to the southern most point of Australia. Straight shot from there to Antarctica.
This is the post office in NoHo:
There are also plenty of drool worthy boutiques in the neighborhood. I've done more than a little stalking of these chairs I peeped in a design store in North Hobart. When I have an income, I will be working out how to adopt one of these to come live with us:
If it weren't half way around the world, we'd be looking for an apartment to rent.
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