Tamania 2

Guess what?! i've been to Tasmania again!but this time was for vacation...
I went there with Roy,we've been hosted by his boss.Such a nice person...how many times can you be hosted by a big manager in his place,have a private bedroom,wake up in the morning by yourself in the house,can prepare the breakfast,grab his car and drive around Tasmania?!
Not many times isn't it?
He even gave us his member card for the Qantas lounge!we were ready to drnk beers and have lunch waiting for the flight...but they didn't allow us to get in....on the contrary they though we stole the card!
Anyway,his boss is definitely one of those persons who will be in your mind for a lot of time and for sure one of those who gives a remarkable souvenir of the place.

Tasman bridge

We travelled to Port Arthur to visit the famous jail,stepping into the places where convicts (even kids from 8 years old) actually lived. Every place has its history,something to tell us,something to learn from....and stay there and hear the stories gave me a strange feeling...it's not actually a place that you can simply admire,like a good scenario of the nature's wonders...it's something that impress your mind before impressing your eyes.
After that we spend some time at the oldest bridge in Australia, the Richmond bridge. Quite disappointing since it's not even 2 hundred years old!
no wonder,cause you can't really wxpect to find something historic in Australia,it's good especially for wah tthe nature can offer.

Rests of Port Arthur

Apart from the weather we had a good time in Tasmania,i actually had to reach the top of the Wellington mountain three times to have a proper vision of the scenario,and to go there the third time i actually had to...miss my flight!
We had a big saturday night and the flight scheduled at 6AM didn't help at all...both me and Roy we miss it and the funny thing is till the late afternoon we both though the other coped! I directly woke up at 7.30AM and when i saw the lights coming into the bedroom i knew it couldn't be 4.30AM,the time my alarm was set...
Roy woke up ten minutes before the flight and he caught the cab hoping the flight was delayed..but it wasn't...

I stayed one more day in Hobart,but i turn my bad day,due to the missed flight into a nice one,knowing new people,i still in touch with some of them,like Nicola,the carciofo man...lol
He was spending his last 2 weeks in Australia before going back home,I showed hom the GOR and phillip island...and his happyness defintely paid off the effort to go there again.I've been glad to see him leaving saying "the best holiday ever,for the places i've seen and the people i met".