12.03.2016 - 13.03.2016 75 °F
Mornings in Melbourne have started at a much slower clip than when we were in Sydney. While Sydney's weather seemed to demand relaxation, staying in the center of Melbourne has afforded us the ability to drag our feet since travel time to and from points of interest are pretty minimal. Slow mornings it is.
Des woke up on Saturday morning talking of beaches and carnival rides, both of which he eagerly wanted to visit again. Instead we opted to head over to the botanic gardens just across the Yarra River. It was a pleasant walk, with plenty of opportunities for Des to run around and be a menace.
Once inside the gardens we strolled around and checked out the beautifully kept grounds. I really enjoyed the time outside, and Melbourne does a great job with their gardens--one of my favorites.
While there we stopped by the Shrine of Remembrance, which Des assumed was an obstacle course and played accordingly.
It didn't help that Justin was jumping about and attempting some parkour, which Des felt definitely needed emulating. Thanks, uncle!
We walked back along the river via Batman parkway. I thought the city was really into superheroes, but Zac tells me a batman is part of cricket or something. I stopped listening because cricket is pretty boring and since it isn't related to the dark knight I kind of stopped caring.
One benefit of the river walk back was Des getting to catch the Moomba festival again.
He peeked along the boardwalk, spying all the rides. He asked to go on rides again, but we told him they were all closed. What's life if you don't lie to your kids every now and again (or often)?
I took a break while Des napped, and once he was up we were on the go again. This time in search of candy for me (to bring home as a gift guys, come on...) and then just general wandering. We had time to sit down for dinner at a lovely Italian restaurant in one of the nearby alleys. We figured we had to stop when Justin said "boy, that alley smells good." Seriously, how many times has anyone ever described an alley as smelling good? We figured we were obligated to try it at that point.
It was another low key evening after Des went down. I think all the walking makes everyone tired enough to stay in after 8:30 pm!
It was also another slow paced morning the following day, which felt appreciated since it was Sunday. For the first time during our stay in this city we went out to brunch. My favorite weekend activity! We had contemplated going to Brighton Beach, but it was an overcast day and in the low 70s. Not exactly prime swimming weather and we would be foolish to think Des wouldn't demand a dip. Instead we headed toward the Queen Victoria Market, with that promised stop for brunch.
The market was almost overwhelming when everything was up and running. I'd passed it again on my morning walk only to find nothing open (apparently everyone enjoys a lazy Sunday), but come noon it was bustling.
We checked out several stalls and vendors and just generally dodged folks perusing, like us.
After the market we just walked some more, returning at nap time for Des. It was my turn to head out for his nap, so of course I walked some more around the city. Thank god Australians are excellent with their public toilets. My very active bladder is extremely grateful for it, unlike other places (I'm looking at you, Europe). I can be out for hours and not pee my pants!
Once Des was up we headed out for...yep, more walking. I love walking and exploring by foot, so this is all fantastic for me. Especially since I haven't been working out while on vacation. The only issue?
This big belly is from a growing baby and by the end of the day my feet begin to ache (walking a few hours a day in flip flops surely isn't helping) and I want to sit down. We stopped to sit down for a very lovely meal, which both my feet and belly appreciated. We took our time and lingered at the restaurant simply because we had time. That, and the fact service can be pretty slow here.
After our meal we had time for another stroll to the water before calling it a night and resting my big ol' belly on the couch and watching tv. My, how vacations have changed.