When last I posted, I’d told you about my amazing day in Sydney. I then took a pause in the storytelling in order to visit all of you. Somehow, almost a month has passed since I arrived back in the States, after enduring lots of up close and personal attention at the security checks along the way. Now it’s time to resume the tale!
You may remember that I took the overnight train from Melbourne to Sydney. Even though the day time train was taking the same route back to Melbourne, for this trip I’d be awake and able to see the countryside.
Some might consider an 11 hour train ride far too long, but I enjoyed the whole trip! I chatted with those around me and learned a lot from the train Conductor, who after learning of my interest, would come tell me when something interesting was coming up. I kept my camera on the scenery flying by and while none of these images will win awards, I liked the movement they convey.
I could have taken a plane but I really wanted to see the rural part of Australia.
You really can’t get a feel for the country from a plane, but the train opens the world to your eyes.
We stopped several times and when there was enough time, I’d jump off to look around. My favorite story from the day was when we were pulling up to Albury . The Conductor had let me know that the Albury Train Platform, at 455-metre-long (1,493 ft), was the longest in Australia. As I walked to the door, a woman jumped up and asked me if I was going to get off at the stop, and after indicating that I was, she said she wanted to come, too.
It turns out that Lorraine (nick named Laurie – what a coincidence!) was traveling for the first time out of her home state of New South Wales. She and her sister were headed for Melbourne and other parts of Victoria, and she was as excited to be traveling as I was.
Laurie asked me if I’d send her the photos that I took and I happily agreed, of course asking if I could take her photo as well. What a joyful part of the ride!
The ride continued and the other passengers got used to seeing the happy American walking up and down the aisle, camera in hand.
Before I knew it, we were back in Melbourne. After a slight challenge getting my luggage out of the locker in the station, I walked to my hotel, which while a 1/2 mile away, was all down hill. Thank goodness for wheels on suitcases! As I crossed over the Yarra river, I was rewarded by this beautiful view.
I checked into my hotel, enjoyed a cold beer and dinner at the Belgian Beer Cafe that Boomdee had recommended, and prepared for the next day: driving the Great Ocean Road!