HOBART HOSPITALITY

Back in Hobart for the Saturday Salamanca market, being hosted by Anissa, who invited me thru ADVrider -- she rides a V-Strom, a 650cc dual sport motorcycle -- and her husband Karsten, who doesn't ride ("yet," says Anissa).

But he is a man who appreciates that our machines like their comforts:  my (Tim's) RT next to Anissa's V-Strom.

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 Karsten and Peaches, with Manu lounging in his bed by windows.

their house, on a hillside, is filled with light;  plywood flooring and painted corrugated metal exterior........

Salamanca Market, apparently the top tourist attraction in Hobart, is a combo produce, souvenirs, food (!) "craft and crap" experience with the unfortunate inclusion of vendors of things like AC-DC t-shirts.  Ironically, it's held in the most trendy area of town, Salamanca Place, along the waterfront, so while the cafes and restaurants benefit, the local (excellent) galleries probably hope for the best.

Organic fruits and vegetables (not easy to find here), some superb baked goods, and more, as well as all my favorite travel foods:

                                                            

Bagpiper intrigued a small blue boy who danced:

and trike rides to the top of Mt Wellington overlooking Hobart:

and I love the signage in town:

law offices:

Newspaper ad (how would this go in America?)

Bank ad:

hmmmmmmmm

i left that car around here  somewhere..........

and a visit to the Tasmanian Museum, where the last Thylacine, the exterminated Tasmanian Tiger, is commemorated with the last fetus in a glass jar, and a sad video of the last one, which died in the zoo in 1936, is seen -- appropriately enough -- thru fencing:

tomorrow: South toward Dover and the end of the road on the SE corner of Tasmania.





Many of us are irritable most of the time (unless we're in love or just bought a motorcycle)  

                             - Jack Lynch, THE LEXICOGRAPHER'S DILEMMA