|The plan of attack today was to get up early and drive the 90 minutes to Port Arthur. So we did our best to get organised and left the camp site around 8:45 on a cool and bright morning.
We arrived at Port Arthur around 10:30. We enjoyed a guided tour of the site, before a picnic lunch.
Port Arthur was an amazing place. It seems surreal that a place associated with such suffering and misery was now a quiet place of reflection surrounded by the most beautiful well kept lawns and gardens. Port Arthur was much larger than we expected. Despite spending the entire day there it felt like we had still only just scratched the surface. The higlights of the day included the guided tour we recieved when we first arrived, and peg doll making (Bek, Rach, Chris, Johanna all made peg dolls). We also enjoyed a play held in the ruins of the penitentiary late in the afternoon, and clowning around making our own “saintly” poses in the ruins of the large church where stained glass windows once stood.
Lise and Bek had a great time with the camera taking over 250 photos for the day – a record even by their prolific standards.
We left Port Arthur around 5:30 to head home. On the way we stopped in a Tasman’s Arch and Devil’s Kitchen – two amazing rock formations made by the action of the waves pounding up against the sheer cliffs of the coast. The majority of the kids stayed in the car (as they were asleep or only semi-concious) while Lise, Tim and Peter quickly jumped out of the car, took a few photos, before running to the Devil’s Kitchen to do the same.
We returned home around 7:30 for a quick meal of re-heated spaghetti and pizza (a doggy bag from the restaurant the previous evening).
All in bed and unconscious by around 8:30.
Quote for the Day : "Does Chocolate grow on stalks?" A serious question from Johanna to Peter about the chocolate factory we were planning to visit the next day.