Now that I’m back home and sort-of settled in, I’m going to go back to updates on our travels over the past few months. I don’t know about you, but I could use to see some pictures of warm places, given the absolutely frigid temperatures in Ohio. I’m also at the Veterinary Cardiologist with Callie, waiting to talk to the doctor while she gets her follow-up ECHO, ECG, and BP so thoughts of happy times in sunny destinations is very welcome and much-needed.
On the day of our friends’ wedding in Perth, we went to King’s Park to walk around for a bit. Situated in the center of the city, it’s a beautiful park overlooking the Swan River. Some of us tossed the American Football around while others relaxed in the sun. RIP Football. It was taken at Airport Security in Perth as a security agent told us, “Love, that football is inflated and could explode mid-flight and cause major issues.” Never mind that we had flown from Cleveland to Perth with it without issues, not to mention countless domestic flights in the US. The husband will forget to bring shorts or a bathing suit when visiting a tropical destination, but never forgets his most prized possession: his football.
Tossing the Football in King’s Park
The wedding was beautiful, and so much fun. Set right along the Swan River in Perth, it was the perfect setting for a wedding. More than a few tears were shed by the husband during the ceremony. I’m still not sure whether or not I should be offended that the husband didn’t cry at our own wedding, but seems to have cried at every other wedding we’ve ever attended.
The husband loves weddings so I wasn’t too worried when he disappeared for an hour or so, I assumed that he was busy chatting up random strangers. My suspicions were confirmed when he ran up to me and exclaimed, “I’m making SO many friends. I’ve invited all of them to visit us in the US. I hope that’s okay.” Needless to say, it was a great night celebrating a most lovely couple.
The Husband and Me at the Wedding
Our flight to Bali left the day after the wedding, but not until the evening, leaving us a bit of time to explore before our flight to Bali. Modern Australia has its roots as a penal colony for British prisoners. One of the old prisons is located in Fremantle and is now a UNESCO World Heritage Site. It is quite aptly named the Fremantle Prison. We took a general tour of the prison, which was known as one of the toughest in Australia. Until the prison closed on 30 November 1991, prisoners were forced to do their “business” in buckets while they were locked in their cells.
Our Tour Guide, Whose Expression and Tone Never Changed
The Cell Block
You Can Tell That This Guy Had a Great Time at the Wedding
After the prison, we headed to a beautiful lunch spot, Bib and Tucker for some lunch and ocean views. I’m pretty sure that they could have served dog food for lunch and people would still go there because the views are just gorgeous. (In fairness to Bib and Tucker, though, the food is far from dog-food esque—it’s delicious). If you visit, I would highly recommend one of the pizzas.
The Beach that Bib and Tucker Overlooks
Since I’m a crazy animal nut, and we were in Australia, I had it in my head that I could not leave the country without seeing a kangaroo. No, a captive kangaroo simply would not do, it had to be wild. I’d seen plenty on my previous trip to Australia but that wasn’t enough…I needed to see one again. I had the same feeling about Koalas until I discovered that there are no wild Koalas in Western Australia. Never mind you that we were staying in a city, I would find a Kangaroo no matter what. Enter Heirisson Island. I did a quick google search and learned that a family of kangaroos lived on this island in the Swan River, and planned to visit them the morning after the wedding. It turns out that kangaroos are active at night during the hot summers, and sleep most of the day (they’re obviously smart animals). This meant that if I wanted any chance of seeing a roo, I had to be there at dawn. This sounded like a lovely idea until my alarm went off and my headache, sore feet, and tired eyes from the fun at the wedding the night before reared their ugly heads. Snuggling with the husband won over the roos and I slept in instead of heading out to find them. I was having major regrets over not just sucking it up and getting out of bed as the day went on and our flight to Bali neared.
After we finished lunch we had a bit of time before we had to head to the airport, so I made the husband detour the car to Heirisson Island to see if I could find those sleeping roos. Warning: this is not the type of place that you want to visit before boarding a plane. It is a dry, dusty, windless expanse of dry grass and flat land. I’m fairly certain that one cigarette butt would light the entire place on fire, it’s so dry. It’s also probably the only place in Perth that I would not call beautiful. After looking in and around bushes for sleeping roos, it was about time to go and I still hadn’t seen one. As we were leaving, I noticed a small piece of land that jutted out from the main part of the island and convinced the husband to check there before heading back to the car. As we were walking along I looked left and there they were!
Oh, Hello Kangaroo! We Named Her Adele
She Was a Hungry Girl, That Adele
Stalking the Kangaroos
It made my day to see the wild roos, and I was able to happily get on the flight to Bali. Well, mostly happy. Our flights were on AirAsia, and we were flying just a few short weeks after the AirAsia plane crash. Needless to say, while not typically a nervous flyer, I was more than a little nervous for this flight. Luckily the 3-year-old girl in the seat behind me was equally nervous, and her freak-outs made me feel a little better. It was all for naught as we arrived safely in Bali, ready to relax on the beach for a few days!