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Ah, Melbourne! I could write a love song to that city and I wouldn't be the first.

Nine days right in the heart of urban Australia, in all of it's beauty, ugliness and diversity was exactly what we needed. Coming home again has awakened that sense of displacement: that Tasmania just isn't where we belong. But it's still home for now.

The trip was wonderful. Every day brought another friend and further discovery. We know the most wonderful people.

What did we do?

We shopped and the markets, flirting with the workers.
We drank litres of red wine and ate far too much cheese.
We walked all over the heart of the city, exploring until our feet ached.
We saw art in galleries and on the city's walls.
We enjoyed much good coffee and befriended wait-staff.
We shopped for things that Hobart just doesn't provide.
We went to the movies and we went out dancing.
We revelled in the warmth and incredible welcome of our wonderful friends.
We had the best holiday we've had in a very long time!