Friday, January 25, 2008

Perth - Sunset in the Ocean

Big day today. Kim has never seen the sun set into the ocean - though she has seen the sun rise out of the ocean, which is the same thing, really, only backwards. On the west coast, you've got to get your kicks where you find them.

WA is a dog-unfriendly state. They do, however, have a few dog beaches. Usually, the grottiest and hardest to get to.

The sun! Setting! Into the ocean!

Likewise.

Er, that's it.

The dunes are getting dark which means only one thing. Young and old alike, with no better place to go, flock down, strip off and wantonly ravage each other's naked, fleshy bodies (albeit in a sand-up-the-bum sort of way). Sinfully pleasuring themselves, they bringing down the wrath of the almighty and their inevitable slide into the depths of hades where devils and imps torture their evil souls for eternity.

On the other hand, maybe not.

Perth - Fremantle

This was a quick look-see in Fremantle. We located a few places we want to go back to...

Obviously, not this boat cos it would probably be gone.

That's the harbour - there's more boats in it.

Another boat - beginning to see a pattern, here.

Aha. Boats start to get interesting. They sink!

A old building. With a ball. No doubt, something to do with boats.

I have in my hand a piece of paper? Naa, couldn't be that stupid.

Perth - Kings Park

A quick look around Kings Park, here - and we've already had one quick look around on the City Bus. Why quick? As we are beginning to find out, Perth, in fact all of WA, hates dogs. You can't take them anywhere and that includes the interesting bits of the park.

While Perth is on a river, it is a big fat one - fat enough to look like a harbour. This is looking south.

Actual trees, aparently. Dunno what they were thinking, evolving like that.

More of your city skyline shot.

And the war memorial.


Right, that's it. Let's smuggle the dog out before some bastard fines us.

Perth City Bus Trip

Whenever we arrive in a new city - assuming they've got one - we jump on the tourist bus for a trip around the place.

Like this.

The bishop's palace. Nothing like a palace to peer down at the poor from.

The park by the river. There'll be a lot more river before this trip is out.

See.

The ferry terminal featuring a lovely pub called the Lucky Shag. Guffawk.

The bell tower near the ferry terminal.

This was just before xmas and they were setting up a sound stage. Dunno what / who for though.

A government building from another age.

Statue of a bloke with a gun. All statues should have guns.

City from Kings Park.

Probably a war memorial - has that look about it.

A sandy hill with sticks in it in Kings Park. Wouldn't be without one, myself.

Statue of a chick with three guns - probably jeering at the statue of the bloke with one gun.

That, in the foreground, is the memorial to the victims of the Bali bombings. Finally, a terrorist noticed Australia. Well, Bali.

Kim's first job was here. While it may LOOK like a perfectly pleasant home, it is in fact a perfectly pleasant home full of neurotic rich people who really ought to know better.

Some cranes. Why cranes? Cos the city is full of 'em, that's why.

Front of the firehouse. While that may look like a piece of perfectly ordinary rock, it is, in fact, a perfectly ordinary piece of rock given to the firehouse by the Japanese... Japan: Have a piece of rock. Firehouse: Ta very much. Japanese: Can we kill all your whales? Firehouse: No. Japanese: Bugger.

The Town Hall as built by convicts. That'll teach them for nicking bread.

Shops - whatever they are.

Just over the river, there is the casino / hotel / yadda / yadda / yadda complex. These are never very interesting, always on the city tour anyway, and built with the architectural wisdom of a slug.

Nice trees though.

Ooo, did I say it's xmas.