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Jun. 14th, 2007 12:10 pmI'm back. Time to talk about Convergence 2. Except - no. I'm not ready. Anyway everybody who was there seems to have posted about it already. Perhaps later when I have managed to restock some food into the house. In the meantime, a few random thoughts about the holiday in Melbourne aspects.
The weather forecast was the same every day. The weather changed but not the forecast.
Given that most of the clothes I own are black or at least dark, I felt right at home on the streets of Melbourne. That might explain why people were inclined to ask me directions. A couple of times I was even able to oblige. The travel gods got their revenge once I got out of the central block. I managed to end up going the wrong way along Lygon street on my last night.
Apart from that brief excursion, the travel side of this trip went very well even if a fair bit of waiting around was on the cards. Perhaps the omen reported previously actually did mean something. The main thing was that on both legs of the plane journeys there was an empty seat beside me and I could overflow the bounds. I may have to fly Air NZ more often too - the seats on their Airbus planes are just a tiny bit wider than the ones that QANTAS run.
Trams really do have inspectors. They arrive in teams dressed and acting to be as intimidating as possible. After they had done their shock and awe thing down the tram I talked to a couple of them for a bit. I think they were genuinely surprised that anybody would want to chat.
The hotel was right at one end of Chinatown. Random food choices were so easy and they were all good. Following a recommendation from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
strangedave proved to be even better. I do not however recommend coughing at the wrong moment when eating the hottest item on the menu. There are certain membranes which were never designed to come into contact with chilli.
I enjoyed wandering around the Queen Victoria market this time around. The first time I got a little intimidated by the aggressive selling, noise, crush etc. Once adjusted I could enjoy it properly.
littenz scouted out a place in or near the market which sold a brand of beer called "Temple". I haven't seen it before. We sampled it and were pleasantly surprised by the quality. Something to find out more about. On the subject of beer, the hotel had Mountain Goat beer in the bar. Pity I didn't find that out until near the end of my stay.
The weather forecast was the same every day. The weather changed but not the forecast.
Given that most of the clothes I own are black or at least dark, I felt right at home on the streets of Melbourne. That might explain why people were inclined to ask me directions. A couple of times I was even able to oblige. The travel gods got their revenge once I got out of the central block. I managed to end up going the wrong way along Lygon street on my last night.
Apart from that brief excursion, the travel side of this trip went very well even if a fair bit of waiting around was on the cards. Perhaps the omen reported previously actually did mean something. The main thing was that on both legs of the plane journeys there was an empty seat beside me and I could overflow the bounds. I may have to fly Air NZ more often too - the seats on their Airbus planes are just a tiny bit wider than the ones that QANTAS run.
Trams really do have inspectors. They arrive in teams dressed and acting to be as intimidating as possible. After they had done their shock and awe thing down the tram I talked to a couple of them for a bit. I think they were genuinely surprised that anybody would want to chat.
The hotel was right at one end of Chinatown. Random food choices were so easy and they were all good. Following a recommendation from
strangedave proved to be even better. I do not however recommend coughing at the wrong moment when eating the hottest item on the menu. There are certain membranes which were never designed to come into contact with chilli.I enjoyed wandering around the Queen Victoria market this time around. The first time I got a little intimidated by the aggressive selling, noise, crush etc. Once adjusted I could enjoy it properly.
littenz scouted out a place in or near the market which sold a brand of beer called "Temple". I haven't seen it before. We sampled it and were pleasantly surprised by the quality. Something to find out more about. On the subject of beer, the hotel had Mountain Goat beer in the bar. Pity I didn't find that out until near the end of my stay.