My World Tuesday - Hobart town and a wind from the south.

My busy weekend was caused by a trip to Hobart. It was cold, but clear, with a wind straight off the Southern Ocean, straight out of Antarctica. It made your face sting, it made your nose drip. It made wearing a scarf a matter of function not fashion. As far as it goes it was real winter weather. I loved it.

The antarctic feel was enhanced by the presence of the L’Astrolabe and the Aurora Australis – Antarctic research ships from France and Australia – in the harbor. Both of their hulls showed the tell tale signs of battering and ice. They both seemed so tiny, too small to travel over an ocean so large.

We visited galleries – including the new and remarkable MONA, with its art buried into three deep floors of caverns – we visited museums and drank coffee. We walked until we wanted to stop.

Not all the art I saw was to my taste – that is only to be expected. Some I disliked intensely – which may have been the intention. The falling words made of water drops that stretched and blurred as they fell was my favourite - if I’d seen it in a film I would have assumed it was a digital effect.

We walked and walked and walked. We noticed that we were not the only ones with a scarf. In the evening we felt as if we had earned a glass or red wine or two.

The harbour with its boats and the chill wind off the water kept pulling us back. I admit it could also have been the smell of the many fine fish and chip shops in the area! The cold, the sea, the chill and the fish reminded me of where we were and for how long this town had looked to the south.

I can only recommend that you pay Hobart a visit, although I understand that some of you may need more than a weekend to make it worthwhile.
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