3.1.08

Tasmania

Originally called Van Dieman's Land, this island/state is probably the most 'English' place I've visited so far in Australia. We spent the christmas holidays down here, which suited me a lot more, because, as has become world-wide knowledge, I really don't like the humidity/climate of Queensland. Tasmania was a lot cooler and the air much clearer, plus, mosquitoes don't exist down there either, which was wicked, because as I've stated previously, I am allergic to their bites like an amusing "politician/pop culture comparison reference".

Apart from visiting the Macquarie Island (which I haven't) that's the closest I've been to Antarctica, which for a brief moment made me feel almost like a European explorer. Although, to truly honour that title/feeling, I'd have to kill/subjugate then embarrass the remaining surviving natives by blaming their current downward spiralling (un)social conditions and lack of conformity to a 'western lifestyle', on their inability to hold alcohol. It's slightly odd how we still put such an emphasis on how hollow ones legs are. I think evolution has it's own revenge here in the form of skin cancer, that's if you want to talk about adaptation to your environments that is...just sayin...just sayin...

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We stayed at Nina's dad's farm house, where he has 50 acres of land and a creek. It's little town called Ellendale that's a couple of hours west of Hobart. There were more people in the local cemetery than actual living residents, plus, the crazy screaming lady at the phone box turned out to be a past 'star' of australian women's prison tv programme 'Prisoner Cell Block H'. What was confusing was why they'd cast such a butch looking women in a tv show about a lady's prison...

John and his wife Linda fed us so well. They grow most of their own stuff themselves, so we had fresh vegetables and fruit every day. As they're vegetarian/vegan themselves, it was awesome not to feel like you were being 'picky' as a guest. They also utilise the amount of land they have to let 'retired' animals hang out and eat and be happy, which is awesome. They have ex-race horses, cows and sheep.

Anyway, here are some photos from the trip

This is Fergus, he is nice



















Cows love to get pissed















How boring is a natural, drinkable creek waterfall in your back garden















Fuck off waterfall (pretty much a similar joke to the one above)



















Probably thinking about Erasure songs















Cockatoo















View from the port in Hobart















Wallaby and baby at Lady Baron's Falls















Having a break from filming the Tasmanian sequel to the film 'Singles'



















Another waterfall















This is a Tasmanian Hardwood and is about 80ft tall, ere...bit like my nob, yeah lads!!!



















Koala















Eastern Spotted Quoll















Golden Possum. They're in captivity because their colouring is a genetic mutation and as a result, will be targeted by other animals. Goes to show that ginger hair ridiculing also exists in the animal kingdom. Have we learned nothing! Well, yes, in that ginger hair ridiculing also exists in the animal kingdom...















Tasmanian Devils are completely rad





























Pretty bored



















This Wombat was dead nice. His name was Mater and still is probably



















After Tasmania, we went to Melbourne, where hilarity was literally everywhere! I'm chuckling now recalling it. Imagine how much we laughed, until we decided it was actually probably a dead good place to go and get something to eat, so hoped that they didn't see us laughing at the name of their restaurant and spit in our food. Upon reflection, hilarity was not everywhere.



















Toilet wall



















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