The van is back in business! We experienced great service from everyone in Hobart and our insurer Suncorp. Considering everyone returned to work on the Tuesday after Easter, getting our van back on the Friday was outstanding. In the mean time we caught up with a friend I hadn’t seen in 25 years since our Air Force recruit training days. Time stands still with some friendships and that’s how it felt seeing Tanya again, like it was yesterday. We had a lot of giggling over old photos as we relived the horror of the eighties hair styles and clothing.
After picking the van up and checking out of our park out near the airport we thought we might move a little closer to town – there was a park near town called Treasure Island that looked good. The problem was the only treasure near this park was the local sewage treatment plant! Hmmm… scrub that off the list. The next closest to Hobart seemed lovely, set back in the bush only 5 minutes away and every night we had Long Nosed Potaroo’s coming to visit (once the kids were in bed, they weren’t silly). This park turned out to be the best and the worst decision – we made some fabulous friends out of the parents of six year old triplets who setup next to us (they came to the next camp site with us as well where we managed to make most people believe we were a multiple birth association tour!)
However…on our last night in Hobart, we were sitting around with our new found friends drinking red wine, discussing the detention facility that was across the highway from our current resting place. Although we were all aware it was there, so close to civilisation we sort of assumed it would be low security. I mentioned the copious amounts of razor wire and double fencing we noticed on the way past that day so we googled it and found that it was the medium to high security Tasmanian prison and also the mental health unit where Martin Bryant was housed. Needless to say we were all relieved to check out the next day – although I figure that the last place any escapees were going to hang around was outside the prison so we should be reasonably safe in the event of a break out?
Our last few days in Hobart were lovely, took the girls to Zoo Doo where they take you to feed the animals in a safari vehicle and the Emu’s and Camel’s practically climb in and take the food out of your hands (not joking about that one) and we took a boat ride to Peppermint Bay to enjoy world class food and wine after checking out the Tasmanian coast line. I also snuck out for a half day back at MONA all by myself – my mental health break!
Although sad to leave next is Freycinet National Park which if memory serves is a stunning place so onwards goes the Inns circus…