I had one day in Hobart to do with as I pleased. I spent the morning wandering around the Salamanca Market. The weather was pretty terrible cold and rainy so the outdoor market was a bit of struggle. After a few hours. I went to check out the Museum of Old and New Art (MONA), which frankly was only ok. I found a lot of the art to be...not my style. Whenever I'm at a museum I play the if I absolutely HAD to take one piece (and only piece) of art from this room to decorate my house which would be. And I seriously struggled finding even a single piece of art on whole floors that I'd want to look at every day.
By the afternoon there was intermittent drizzling with clearing skies. So I took a walk around Battery Point. Battery Point was first settled in 1804 and became a Navy outpost and main part of Hobart. It's filled with cute little old houses. Old obviously being a relative term depending on where you live. Are you in England? Well than 1818 probably doesn't REALLY constitute old to you, but in Australia it's basically as old as it gets.
I've been to Hobart one other time, but I actually barely recall the city itself. Last time I was in Hobart, my parents had to come to Australia to pick me up from my study abroad and travel with me a bit before heading home. We all thought this was going to be last time in Australia. I was devastated. I felt so lost leaving Australia the place that I had felt the most confident, the most me, out of every single place I've ever been. In that previous trip to Hobart the two main things I remember are having a factory tour of Cadbury chocolate, which sadly doesn't do tours any more, and going to Port Arthur which is a convict settlement.
How could I forget these?
Or this view?
These adorable streets with a snowy Mount Wellington in the background?
Arthur's Circus, which I thought everyone was saying Arthur's Circle the whole time until I saw the sign.
And Salamanca Market. One of Hobart's biggest tourist destinations and I had no recollection of being there at all. Like at all.
That night we went out to dinner and then drove up Mount Nelson to get a view of the city at night. It felt an awful like Christmas. Very dark skies and glimmering twinkling lights shining out below us. Of course, there was also the milky way. The night sky is so different down here south of the equator. I don't know why that is or if it is really different or if it's just that such a different perspective makes it appear different. But the sky is not the same. I could have stayed at the look out the whole night snuggled up against Inspector Climate.