We went to Hobart, Tasmania!!!
In the U.S. when people go south for winter it's a good idea. [Ya know, it's warmer and all.] In Australia going south is a terrible idea. [It's a bajillion degrees colder, that whole Southern Hemisphere=opposite thing.]
So it was a little dumb, but we headed to Tassie anyways.
[Besides, we only stayed for two nights. Anyone can handle the cold for two nights, right?]We stayed at a hostel called The Pickled Frog. It was definitely awesome. If you want to sleep in Tasmania for cheap, go here.
Our water taxi.
The cruise took us to three different places around the harbour [It also serves as a ferry boat]. We got to hear tons of info about Hobart, the ships docked there, and the river itself [the second deepest in the Southern Hemisphere to Rio de Janiero]. Also, there was a main tour guide and another person that was a trainee. That meant we got to hear facts from both of them [and they were kind of fun to shoot the breeze with].
The next day we woke up bright and early to take a bus to Mt. Wellington. I'm not actually sure why Mt. Wellington is so awesome. At first I thought it had to be because of the elevation, then I realized that streets in Idaho are at a higher elevation than it. Apparently the rocks that make up the mountain are really hard, like really hard, because of how they were formed [when Pangea split there was some lava and yada yada], but aside from that, I got nothin'. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed it a lot, I just don't know why everyone is so obsessed with it.
Let me get back to the point, we went to Mt. Wellington. When we woke up the weather was beautiful [especially compared to the cold and cloudy day before] so we were hopeful that the views would be amazing. The day before we were told that there was going to be snow on top, so we bundled up as best we could and headed to the top.
The weather was great on the bottom, but not so great from the top.
We saw lots of clouds.
It was definitely cold and definitely windy.
It was blowing between 100 and 120km per hr.
That's fast.
There was also sleet coming our way at the same speed.
It was blowing between 100 and 120km per hr.
That's fast.
There was also sleet coming our way at the same speed.
That's what happens when you try to shield yourself from the elements with the hood of a sweatshirt.
For a split second the clouds cleared and we were able to see these views.
[On the best of days you can see half of Tasmania from the top of Mt. Wellington.]
Halfway down we pulled over at this viewpoint.
It was purty.
It was purty.
After Mt. Wellington we still had about half the day to spend in the city. Thankfully, it was a gorgeous day that felt like it belonged in the middle of October.
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