Darwin, NT, Australia

The last time I was in Darwin was 1 Nov 2013 – so just over 10 years ago. Since this is our first stop in Australia there was just the small matter of having to clear immigration as well as more than enough lectures about not taking food off the ship. I get it, and understand it. There were still a few passengers grumbling… seriously.

The one place I wasn’t able to visit on that trip was the Museum & Art Gallery of the Northern Territory.  It is an amazing place. To get there you can take a taxi, Uber, or a bus. The fourth option is the most challenging. We walked.

From the harbor up to the city was easy –

From there, it was a bit of distance. Did I mention that it was raining? About 2/3rds to 3/4th of the way we stopped at the Cafe associated with the Botanical Gardens. We had talked about visiting the botanical gardens – but in the rain? Not me thank you very much.

So instead, quite damp we arrived at the Museum which turns out to be free. There is the art gallery,



a natural history section,

Northern quoll

small land crocodiles

the kookaburra.

and one on 1974 Cyclone Tracy

I took a lot more photos, but you certainly don’t need to see them all.  We met a number of other people from the ship at the museum including several who were taking the bus back. Given a choice, it seemed the most sensible option to me.

Getting back to the ship, I discovered that my hotspot to the computer didn’t want to work. Rather than attempt to do all of this on my phone – I elected to hop back on the shuttle bussed use the free Wifi in the shopping area.

I may look around a bit more before heading back to the ship. There are also the WWII Oil Tunnels to see.

Our next two days will be at sea. I may/maynot break down and pay the ship for wifi. It seems really not worth it.


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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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