Today began
with a meditative walk called the labyrinth, led by Dr. Helen Malcom (in the white hat). “The labyrinth
is one of the oldest symbols; it depicts the way to the unknown centre, the
mystery of death and rebirth, the risk of the search, the danger of losing the
way, the quest, the finding and the ability to return.” – Edward Whitmont.
Google the "worldwide labyrinth locator" for more information.
Then it was
off on my first mode of transportation, the V-line train from Shep to
Melbourne. This train serves as the
lifeline for residents out in the more rural parts of Victoria to get to Melbourne. As always, the train travel was lovely in first class ;).
It was then off to Tasmania on Jetstar, Australia's version of Southwest. Forty minutes later, I landed at this crazy two-bay airport in
Launceston (Lawn-ches-ton, with the emphasis on Lawn). Had to embark and disembark on the tarmac.
Picked my up sweet ride - a baby blue Toyota Corolla and headed into
town.
Arrived at
the Kilmarnock House, an Edwardian Accommodation (their phrase not mine). House was old and fantastic with lots of nooks and crannies
and bedspreads from a wild floral period (see below).
Yes, I had a wrought-iron bed with 2 sitting chairs, a wardrobe and a kitchenette. Owners were lovely folks. Met their son who was probably my age and talked my ear off, but gave some good recommendations for dinner...
http://www.kilmarnockhouse.com.au/
Took out the car into town, (always an experience driving on the left) and had dinner (the roast special – Lamb) at
the Royal Oak Pub.
...this one which was “desanctified” in 1981, needs a lot of love, but is gorgeous.
As the light
faded, I finished my walk around town – hitting up more graffiti art, the town
hall, and the town chimes celebrating the first 100 years of Launceston’s
existence (1806 -1906).
I'm proud of you for driving on the "wrong" side!! Love that you got to do a labyrinth.
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