"Make sure you get off the island regularly" was the advice I was given when I first moved to Tasmania. "You go a bit stir crazy otherwise." But I'm afraid it's advice I haven't really heeded. Mostly due to financial reasons. And because I love it here, I don't get that feeling of isolation that perhaps others might.
But get off the island I did last week. In the eight years since we've been here, it was the first time I've left Tasmania without the family to do something fun. I headed off to Melbourne, a town I hardly know, to see some of the Food and Wine Festival, to eat delicious food and hang out with good friends.
I packed a lot into the weekend, but I wish had I time for so much more. There's a lot to love. Of the many highlights, the stand outs were a trip to the People's Market in Collingwood (crab sandwiches!), dinner at Movida (jamon iberico!), a session at the Theatre of Ideas (inspiring!), supping at the Urban Coffee Farm (stimulating!) and digging the Pop Up Patch (so crate!). I loved seeing people growing their own food and re-using discarded objects to create something beautiful and useful.
But best of all, was hanging out with this sweet lady and meeting this crafty lady. The best.
It was hot, it was big, it was fun.
I now have rather a crush on Melbourne......maybe I do need to start getting off the island a little more regularly....