5 Mar. 2020 - Hobart

 Image: Arthur Circus Park (Google Earth)

Planes, trains + automobiles.

The Jetstar flight full of strange sounds - mechanical thumps on the roof, whines + dog-like yowls underfoot, + the wild rattling shudder of braking on the Hobart tarmac.

A Skybus driver full of delight + true feminine humanity - through the warm drizzle to Brooke Street Pier.

A small, late lunch of ante pasti at Harbour Lights Cafe before walking a deserted Salamanca Place, across Arthur Circus, to our stone-built ground-floor apartment on Colville, behind the giant magnolia.

Returning from our sortie to Coles for food + drink, the clouds start to lift, revealing harbour views and crests - tree adorned - poking through the drifts + mists surrounding Sandy Bay + Battery Point.

It is fine, this small, proud, colonial town of a city. Fine, proud, yet humble indeed.

Notes: A long weekend in Hobart immediately before such travel suddenly became temporarily impossible. We were fortunate indeed to just beat the lockdown! I decided to take a rest from my usual photographic inclinations for this short break, so I'm illustrating each post with a simple crop taken from Google Earth. I've always loved maps and satellite imagery and can pore over them for hours, delighting in finding small details that reveal stories - factual or fictional.