I’d strolled along Smith Street before, past Vietnamese restaurants, European specialist food stores and alternative clothing shops, but this visit, I came from a different direction.
Featured image — a Keith Harding replica street art
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While I was in Melbourne for six weeks, someone suggested I should visit the state’s library. I headed into the city by tram and found a not so impressive building — but that was only from its exterior. Inside was a different story.
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Once Port Melbourne’s seafront was dominated by factories and warehouses. Many were demolished and replaced with high rise apartments, but some were tastefully recycled.
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Tucked away in a quiet part of Port Melbourne was a park dedicated to the arts. One building was especially for artists working on sculpture. On a different side of the park was a theatre where plays were often presented.
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We headed to Footscray, a western Melbourne suburb and arrived along a street where there must have been a dozen Indian restaurants as well as an Indian supermarket and a couple of glittering clothing shops. But after a quick grocery shop, we headed to the heart of Footscray to experience the rest of what the suburb had to offer.
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Most tourists strolled along this St Kilda street’s southern end after a Luna Park visit. Crowds dawdled by shop fronts, peered into restaurants or entered the many cake shops that enticed customers with their calorie-laden goods.
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St Kilda’s Pier and Albert Park are well known landmarks in Melbourne, so it was time to explore some of the suburb’s back streets on my daily hike. St Kilda’s terraced houses had gradually disappeared, but there were still majestic homes along the route I took.
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Across the street from the downtown NGV, there were hoards of tourists with their cell phones aimed at Hosier Lane’s street art. I boycotted the alleyway and headed to Fitzroy — a Melbourne suburb.
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On an early morning hike I past two women heading to the beach with their surfboards. Wind swept over Port Phillip Bay, but still the waves were no higher than thirty centimetres. Further ahead was Station Pier Cruise Ship Terminal where the Queen Elizabeth was docked. Cars crawled past to enter the ferry that would later sail to Devonport, a journey I’d taken in my late teens.
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I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve been to Albert Park, but some how the lake alluded me. So I set out on an errand detouring with determination to walk by St Kilda’s lake.
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