Well today we went to Port Arthur. Our first stop on the way there was a quick bypass at a servo to empty the sick bag. This was the second only time Saffron had been sick on this trip, the first being Burnie. We couldn't even blame it on cheese. After this though she was right as rain and hungry, so we stopped at Dunally Bakery to get a pie and sauce. She must have been feeling better as not only did she eat two party pies, but squirted the sauce packets straight into her mouth to cut out the middle man.
When we called her a bizaar child, she responded with "I was born to be wild". Yep she is feeling better.

Our first touristy thing to look at was the Tasman arch and Devils Kitchen. Breathtaking views and as you can see by the pictures, absolutely brilliant scenery. From here we went to see The Blowhole. The tide was out so the blowhole wasn't very blowy but still impressive. Back at the carpark Saffron wanted an icecream even though it was 5 degrees and raining. We opted for something a bit warmer.

From here we went onto Port Arthur. I could write a million word essay on the place, but I wont, I will let the pictures do the talking. Suffice to say the place was excellent. We were unable to look through the gaol as it was being restored, but we were able to look at all the other buildings. We also went on a short ferry ride around the bay to look at a couple of islands used back in the day. The weather was good at this point as it had stopped raining and as it was not very hot, so it made walking around enjoyable.
It was great to look at how everyone lived and worked back then, but very hard to imagine what the place looked like as the whole area today is picture perfect. It really is a place that needs to be seen. Expect to do a lot of walking though, but they do have a multi-seat golf cart for the disabled among us.

So after 6 kms of walking up hill and down dale and ascending 6 trillion steps, we decided to call it a day. Saffron on the other hand wanted to play on the playground before we left. Supposedly 5 year old girls have unlimited energy, whereas us two oldies have stuffed knees and backs and just wanted to get back to the cabin and drink alcohol to make the pain go away. Saffron won, so it was up another 1 trillion steps to the playground before we left.

Back in the car, it started to rain and 20kms into the homeward journey, 3 foot blonde was asleep and it stayed that way all the way back to the cabin. (Rain and sleep that is).

We are back now, dinner, washing and showers all done. Saffron has finally fallen asleep and we are finishing the last of the Boags Red. It is our last day in Hobart tomorrow, so we are off to the Shot Tower, Train park and Botanical gardens.