Showing posts with label Salamanca. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Salamanca. Show all posts

Wednesday, 15 January 2014

Hobart Views From The Water

On the weekend, we were lucky to join our good friend and neighbour on his boat. We cruised up and down the Derwent River, taking in the sights of Hobart from the water. This was a lovely change of perspective, as we are so used to viewing the sights of Hobart from the land.
The view of Hotel Grand Chancellor across Sullivans Cove
A lovely vessel at Elizabeth St Pier
Elizabeth St Pier
Castray Esplanade, hiding the view of Salamsnca Market

From left, Castray Esplanade across to Hunter St

Brooke St Pier, housing The Cartela
The Lady Nelson alongside Elizabeth St Pier
The Mona MR-1 Ferry with Mt Wellington in the background
Wrest Point Casino, Sandy Bay
The Tasman Bridge, linking the Eastern Shore to Hobart over the Derwent River
            
Selfie with Master 6
Selfie with Miss 10

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Saturday, 30 July 2011

To market, to market


The smell, the crowd, the music, the stalls, the atmosphere ... I love it all.

We visited Salamanca Market for the first time in quite a while as a family today. Our whole family has to be in the right mood for the market. It's not somewhere you want to be, in amongst what can sometimes be a large crowd, with a child who is tired and wants to be carried, or a child who won't hold your hand and wants to touch everything.

Hubby wanted a good quality belt which we knew would be available at one of the leather stalls. He found one quickly and the stall holder was super helpful in advising which one would be best.

Then we had a bit of a wander. We listened to a young man busking with a guitar. He was good so we through some coins in his case. I think Master 3 would have watched and listened to him for quite some time. We bought a baked blueberry cheesecake to take home. Mmmmmm. There was quite a lot on offer today and Master 3 took a liking to the miniature guitars.

And no trip to the market is complete for our family without a Dagwood dog. I always have to laugh at the amount of sauce the kids end of with on their chins.