Hobart
Yesterday we explored Hobart, which is a relatively small town, approx 120 000 people live here, but the city centre can easily be done in 2-3 hours. Went down to the harbour, spent some time in the Salamanca district, and walked around Battery Point which is the oldest part of Hobart.
First brekkie upon arrival
Today we got up early, since we couldn't sleep anyway, and headed off for Mt. Wellington (approx. 1200 m). According to Lonely Planet, it is possible to hike all the way from the city, to the top of the mountain and back in a day, however, we did not really feel like hiking for 12-13 hours, so we took a public bus to a little suburb called Fern tree, which is about halfway up the mountain.
Sophie at the entrance of the trail up to the top.
Almost at the top
From there, we hiked the rest of the way up to the mountain top. It took us approx. 5 hours to get up and down again, and even though we were exhausted once we got down, it was definately worth it.
View from the top
Heading down, looking and feeling tired
The hostel we are staying at is a pretty nice standard hostel. However, this is definately the first time there's been a Holy Bible (naturally placed there by a Gideon... and, again, who the fuck are the gideons?) placed in our hostel room. And not just any bible, this one was the old testament. That's pretty hardcore. Seems like Tasmania, at least Hobart, is a very religous place. There are different kind of churches on basically every other block. Like this one, just outside our window (to the right).
Right now we are heading to a local destillery called Lark Destillery to try some pure Tasmanian motor oil whisky. Tomorrow we pick the car up and will head for a round trip of Tasmania, starting with St. Helens and Wineglass Bay. So no whisky for Sophie today (as if she would drink it anyway).
So with that said, we leave you with this reassuring message, found on a road sign near Fern Tree.
Jesus was here
posted by Joakim at 8:34 PM
3 Comments:
Drick en flaska James Boags (en jävla synd att dom inte hade det på Monks), var nöjd med livet och tänk på mig!
Erik tipsar om Gideon.
Gideon var enligt Gamla Testamentet israeliternas domare och en ledare och den som befriade sitt folk från midjaniternas ok.
I Domarboken kan man läsa att Gideon valdes ut av Gud att leda israeliternas frihetskamp. Av de 32 000 soldater som Gideon hade tillgång till hade Gud utvalt 300 män. De utrustades med en basun och en fackla som brann i en lerkruka. Gideon fick order av Gud att anfalla fienden mitt i natten. Gideon blåste i sin basun och hans män gjorde samma sak och ropade "För Herren och för Gideon" samt slog sönder lerkrukorna. 300 eldar flammade upp på alla sidor om lägret och fiendena greps av panik och flydde.
Förmodligen så slutade de inte så bra för Gideonerna som historien talar om, utan de fick fly till nån liten ö lång bort och blåsa i sina basuner för sig själva. Lika glada verkar de ha varit för det då Tasmanien idag är en mycket framstående nation! NOT
Patrik:
Tryckte faktiskt i mig tva st Boags & Son igar :) Ratt sjysst. Dock verkar det vara barskrapat pa superbock harnere :(
Erik:
Tack for historielektionen :)
Men dessa gideoner lyckas placera biblar pa varenda hotellrum i bada Australien och USA... sa nagon typ av framstande "ninjaliknande" kvalitet maste dom nastan ha... ingen vet vilka dom ar, dom verkar av historien att doma var utdoda, och likval dyker det upp biblar overallt. Nastan lite mytomspunnet.
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