So after that rather fabulous first day, I spent a couple more days taking in the Perth sights. The city strikes me as a quiet place, even though it has nearly 2 million people. I don’t know if many of these people just hang out in their grandiose suburban dream homes skewering snags and supping Pinot, but there never seemed to be that many people in the City itself. When you did see people, there was a fair chance they’d open their mouths and talk with an English accent – pommies everywhere, perhaps explaining why the coffee was not of an East coast standard and why there is a ludicrous mock tudor shopping arcade in the middle of the city.
The geography of the area is shaped by the Swan River, which in parts widens into lakes and splits into bays. It would be ideal for ferry travel a la Sydney, but it seems Pertherners (or Pertherts?!) prefer their cars. I did manage to get out on the water however, thanks to a cruise from Fremantle to the City, which provided a pleasant way to travel.
The geography of the area is shaped by the Swan River, which in parts widens into lakes and splits into bays. It would be ideal for ferry travel a la Sydney, but it seems Pertherners (or Pertherts?!) prefer their cars. I did manage to get out on the water however, thanks to a cruise from Fremantle to the City, which provided a pleasant way to travel.
Everyone’s favourite part of the city is undoubtedly Kings Park, which covers a rather large peninsula overlooking downtown and showcases the variety of weird and wonderful plants scattered around Western Australia. It was an absolutely ideal environment to take a book and lay out under a shady tree… with the very hope of snoozing into a perfect afternoon siesta.
Rested and relaxed, it was time to leave the city and head to the south west. And as is the case in England, south west is clearly best!
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