February 26, 2014 … goodbye Melbourne, I loved every minute.

Yesterday was my last day in Melbourne.

Bourke Street

People of all shapes, sizes and walks of life

It’s a city I like very much, though its weather is almost as unpredictable as Wellington’s. I was looking for a replacement rubber eyecup for one of my cameras and ended up having to take the tram out to Northcote again. Since I was meeting Catherine in the city for lunch, I came back to the CBD and wandered around a block bounded by Bourke, Elizabeth, Lonsdale and Russel Streets. People watching is fun, though I lack the aptitude, or indeed the cheek, to be a real street photographer. Not surprisingly in a city of 4.25 million the variety of people on the streets is enormous, ranging from extreme punk and goth, through homeless people and people who are dressed for the beach, to suited executives.

Cake shop

Ridiculous, but it made me laugh

There is little that you can’t buy somewhere in Melbourne, though sometimes it is necessary to go to the outer suburbs for some specialist items (like rubber eyecups for Canon Cameras). Food options seem quite extravagant to me, and though Wellington is well served for restaurants, Melbourne must be one of the great food cities of the world. I am not for a moment holding this image up as an example of great food, but it was eye-catching anyway.

Building

Always cranes

Another recurring theme in this city is the omnipresence of high-rise building cranes. I can not remember visiting Melbourne without a skyline full of new construction. It is always growing.

Chinatown

Great food to be had here

There are areas of the city where various ethnic groups gather, and where regional foods can be had. Italian, Greek, Vietnamese, you name it, and there is an area where you can choose. And what big city doesn’t have a Chinatown?

Pan pipes

Not universally popular, but I liked it

Down on Bourke Street, a busker was playing his pan pipes. This man is something of a fixture in Melbourne, and is the butt of some criticism. One commentator wrote “unless you have goat legs and chase nymphs, no one needs to play pan pipes” . For my part, I thought his music was quite pleasant, but then I don’t have to hear it all day every day.

Three businessmen who brought their own lunch

These whimsical characters make me laugh

My last image from Melbourne CBD is the of the three statues on the Swanston Street Bourke Street corner. I have liked them each time  I visit, but in camera club circles, “found art” is rarely held in high regard unless you can add some artistic value in the way it has been photographed. I gave it my best shot.

I left Melbourne very early today,  with a check-in at 4:30 am, so my next post will be from Wellington.

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About wysiwygpurple

I am a family man, a passionate amateur photographer and a retired academic . What's the purpose of this blog? Well in the first instance it provides me with a platform from which to resume writing, an activity I greatly enjoy. What will the blog be about? Anything that takes my fancy but it is likely to arise from things I see and experience, in my family, in my travels, or anything else I feel like. Each daily post will contain one or more images made the previous day. Sometimes the image will illustrate the points made in the prose, and sometimes the prose will attempt to interpret the image. What kind of images will they be? Always safe for work and family. Usually they will be representational, and sometimes they will be impressionistic or experimental.
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