
So then how are the January blues? We're going pink in Hobart, eating fresh seafood and playing with a sealion. Marvellous.
This is the view down from the top of Mt Wellington to the city, which is a nice small place, quite English in places - especially the hen do's - it was like being in (Jules says) Whitley Bay on a Saturday night. Not sure if that's a good thing myself.
We've got a couple more days here before we start camping (again, are we stupid?) round the rest of the island, then its back to Melbourne.
Congratualtions to all of Jule's mates who have got engaged in the last week or so, I think all of them have, hope its not catching (ouch being hit).

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