Sunday 11 February

Awake at 8 and it's like a cool English summer's day, maybe 25 degrees cooler than Adelaide. In fact it's cloudy! We have breakfast at Daci and Daci, a French patisserie ( in fact the lady who takes our order is French). Then to the Farm Gate street food market for some local Tasmanian produce, followed by a trip to Bonds to by some trendy Aussie pants....that wasn't planned!

We catch the 12:00 ferry to Noma upstream on the Derwent River, sitting on sheep. It's largely underground and hosts a bizarre collection of mainly modern art. The Museum of Everything is particularly strange, featuring The Cloack, an installation that feeds and poos at certain times. We are there at 2, when it's due to poo. The gallery fills up, no one quite sure what to expect.....what does happen is underwhelming, a pale coiled turd drops into a glass jar!

The multi coloured lighting in the long corridor to a Scandinavian style cafe is beautiful and we sip a Moos Brew beer overlooking the estuary. We catch the 4 pm ferry back in full sunshine and then explore central Hobart, the Salamanca area and the quaint streets full of painted tin roofed buildings, before a walk through the park near Parliament Square and back to Salamanca street where  we soak up the sun with a schooner of local beer at The Whaler. With plane trees, hydrangeas and fuscias it feels almost English, though it's the gateway to the Antarctic. Interestingly the local paper I was looking at in the cafe gives the weather forecast for Antarctica as well as Tasmania.

Feeling rather bushed we make our way back to our hotel for a cup of tea.