The Tasman Sea has a reputation for nastiness but had been
kind to us crossing from the southern tip of New Zealand to Sydney. It wasn’t
about to hold back forever though. We awoke to rolling seas which got worse as
the day progressed. You know it’s going to be bad when the deck crew goes
through and ties everything down that’s movable. By the time all was said and
done, we were said to have survived 20 foot swells and winds that had reached
hurricane force on the deck. I think the Captain would have received a standing
ovation if we all hadn’t been so worn out trying to keep meals down, stay in
bed all night, and keep feet steady in the morning. During our breakfast in
Deck 5’s dining room, several times a huge wave washed over the windows. What a
wake-up call!
Melbourne sits on the inside of a huge bay so our sail in
was quite pleasant as the morning progressed. We had picked up the pilot (the
required local guide for navigation into a harbor) outside the bay though still
in those huge swells. The ship had to turn away from the wind to allow for a
“calmer” side where the pilot could jump aboard from the boat that brought him
out.
We picked a spot up in the forward Palm Court with all
around windows that allow for quite a view when the ship is not dipping up and
down in the ocean. We watched the city get larger as we got closer and enjoyed
the relaxing flow of steady waters while we contemplated our plans. The map
provided by the excursion desk showed the ship docked quite a ways from the
center of the city.
There would be no free shuttle into town. Instead we could
purchase a transportation pass that would allow us a day of travel on the trams
and buses. There was also the hop on hop off bus we wanted to take one day (we
were scheduled for an overnight stay). We sighed and decided to just relax and
see what was available when we arrived.
At the cruise terminal, we found that we could buy a hop on
hop off pass for 24 hours—not enough time for this first day so we opted for
the tram pass. As we stood in line to get the passes @$14 each, a man from the
Oosterdam docked across from us handed me his pass and said “Just top it off. I
don’t need it. We’re leaving.” By the time I got the words “Thank you” out of
my mouth, he was gone. So we saved $6. Moral of the story: Pay it forward for
someone else. We did the next day by handing our passes to our waiter for him
and a friend to use.
Once into the city, we decided to find the free City Center
Tram. That was a mistake. It makes a nice circle in the center of the city and
a few years ago was very pleasant experience but now it was used by everyone
and people crowded on making it difficult to see out the windows let alone hear
the commentary. It would have been smarter to have just used our tram pass and
explored. The tram was less crowded.
We finally gave up and got off the Tram to walk a bit. St.
Peter’s church and St. Patrick’s Cathedral were at the stop we chose. St.
Peter’s gave us a few minutes of quiet from all the hustle and bustle of the
afternoon. A brass plate on the outside told us that the proclamation from
Queen Victoria that made Melbourne a city was read in this church on February
13, 1848.
A short walk across the street to St. Patrick’s and we found
a side entrance open. Thankfully we were being very quiet because as we stepped
to the back and looked forward we could see there was a funeral taking place.
We exited quietly.
A block away from St. Patrick’s is Fitzroy Gardens. Just the
place for a quiet walk. While I am enjoying the cruise, I have a hard time
being around a bunch of people all the time and except for retreating to our
stateroom there are just a couple of places outside of our stateroom at certain
times of the day where it’s quiet and peopleless. The walk was delightful. Cool
breeze, warm sun, green trees.
Our destination lecturer had mentioned a place in this park
where Captain Cook’s small home had been assembled after being purchased and
shipped from London. We sought it out and found it in a delightful garden
setting with costumed guides outside. We enjoyed it from the outside rather
than going in. Further on in the park we found a mini Tudor village that had
been donated to Melbourne after they had helped another city when disaster
struck. Moral of the story: People help people in need.
Well, enough moralizing we went on back to the ship and
talked for a time with the girl at the hop on hop off table selling tickets.
She had lots of questions about the world cruise and was enamored with the
whole thing. We bought our tickets and boarded the ship. Destination for the
late afternoon: Laundry room.
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