Oz Day 8: Back at Fish 349 for Dinner...

~ 13th November 2015 ~

Fish 349 was so good according to my expensive tastebud that we went there again for dinner. This time round we brought someone along. He was an elderly man from Sydney who joined the day tour just like us. His wife passed on and he was just crossing off his bucket list. The last time he was in Tasmania was decades ago with his wife. He was just reminiscing the good old times and enjoying his life.

We asked our guides to drop us off at Fish 349. We shared a table, that's what you would see me doing most of the time. I get along well with strangers. We ate in silence because the food was too good. Every bite and every mouth was precious gold. If only Tasmania was just a few hours drive away then I would be there most of the weekends, enjoying my seafood platter. The juicy and succulent scallops - they were so good. 

After our dinner, we walked our new friend back to his motel. Ours was the furthest away. Really out of the way and with the uphill and downhill walk, whatever we've eaten from Fish 349 were completely digested when we arrived at our motel. I wanted to walk back for a second round of dinner but again, the same thing would occur. 

The nite was spent waiting for my travel buddy to arrive from Melbourne. Pinky is my best travel buddy and no one can take her place for that because she was God sent~!! The travel buddy would be coming in with our rented car. I was immediately turned into a driver the next day, no longer a tourist enjoying self but one keeping focus on the road.

Oz Day 8: Hobart City Lookout...

~13th November 2015~

Our day tour ended with this spectacular view of Hobart City. I would never get to this place on my own. It was a splendid view from above. It's no wonder I'm always on a hiking trail whenever on a holiday. I think for my future trip, I will be trekking Mt. Fuji.

Oz Day 8: Port Arthur - The Australian Convict Site...

~ 13th November 2015~

We arrived at the historic convict site. We had a couple of hours to roam around. The place was really beautiful. It looked like a place that I would like to be, to find quietness. 

If you looked at what the convicts were convicted for, their crime was so minor they did not deserve to be sentenced at all. The crime that this generation was committing was far more heinous that the convicts of the earlier era would think they have met the devil himself in real life.

Port Arthur was like a city on its own. I don't think we explored the place from one end to another. Maybe we did. You know what I have in mind? I would want to hold a worship concert there in Port Arthur. Endless worship session. That whole place can cater thousands and thousands of people. Ahhh... just my imagination running wild. 

We took the cruise to have a better view of the convict site. There were convicts who tried to swim themselves to freedom in the freezing water. I would rather stay on the island but behind those cells, no one knew what terrible things happened. It must be hell on paradise. If you want the full story of the place, go Google search okay... I'm not good in writing facts because you can go directly to the site to get the truth. I was enjoying the view...