My last morning in Hobart, MS and I headed down to the center of town and the Saturday morning market at Salamanca. If Lonely Planet is right, then this street and square are named after some British military victory in Spain (Lord Nelson comes to mind), with no connection whatsoever to Hobart. Now the street and square are cool commerce centers, with stores tucked into the old sandstone buildings and on Saturday mornings, rows of stalls line the street, selling clothing, used books, woodworking and silver, and a wide assortment of other stuff, with the occasional vegetable stand (the original purpose of the market) thrown in.
After we had our fill of the crowds, we caught the free shuttle back to the center and stopped at the Lark whiskey distillery store, where I purchased a small sample of some local Tasmanian whiskey. I tucked it in my carry-on bag, secure in the knowledge that it would not be a problem — it is that relaxed here in Australia, and trust me, I’m ruminating on a whole post on the subject of airport security. This trip was totally eye-opening.
So, I promised photos, and while I did not take as many or as high-quality as I’d wished, I do have a few to share below. Below are shots of the cathedral, the wharf filled with wooden boats in town for the regatta weekend, artworks from MONA (to see more of the Museum of Old and New Art, look here: http://www.mona.net.au/what’s-on/exhibitions/), rock shots from the first day’s field trip to the top of Mt. Wellington, street shots from Sandy Bay, and more.