The main reason why I wanted to make this trip! (Thanks brother for the nice photos of me)
We woke up at 2.30AM in order to reach there in time for the sunrise, but it turned out to be a disappointing one. Still, it was such a gratifying experience to be able to step among these ancient stones and gape in wonder and awe at how the whole structure was built without any modern machinery. The history buff within was satisfied.
When you can’t be at the real place … a museum exhibit is most welcome.
There is always something to be thankful for. And living in a beautiful convenient city like this is one of them.
Solo day out to the museum.
The building looked quaint and interesting enough from the outside, but once we went into the main buildings… The air of depression just weighed down.
And as if sensing the mood we were in, it started to rain…
View of Parliament from the memorial. Looks deserted but crowds were teeming behind us.
I must say I do a pretty good job of cutting crowds out from my pictures.
Walking along this corridor, from a speaker came a simple pure voice reading out names of the people listed on the boards, and their ages. Listening to how young some of them were when they went off to war was just heartbreaking.
Right in the middle of Brisbane city, is the old and vintage architecture of City Hall.
We headed upstairs for the clock tower tour.
The one and only cage lift still in use in Australia!
The space up in the clock tower there was a little smaller than I expected, with room for no more than maybe 8 people to stand comfortably.
Could only imagine what the view would have been like when the tower was first built – unobstructed by development and progress…
The Rocks is usually crowded with tourists and locals… But a trip there on a weekday morning gave me wonderful space, air and time to soak in everything at my own pace. What a contrast from the previous few times I was there..