The Art of Driving to Hobart
|The Book Cellar|
So here are the coincidences associated with my purchases.
|Posters hanging in the Majestic cinema Port Macquarie|
I had seen the new Alice movie before I left on my road-trip and written the above post about the movie the day after I saw it.
My artist friend Starr whose bridge paintings she let me use on my posts about the Story Bridge in Brisbane is a big fan of Alice and a lot of her paintings involve Alice in Wonderland themes and she was painting pink flamingos at the time of my trip to Tassie.
ALICE through the looking glass
I also was heading to Wrest Point Casino that day and I picked up a pack of old drink coasters that were shaped like playing cards, but not only that, they were all hearts, like the red queens suit of cards.
I also bought an old Tasmanian travel poster that proclaimed Tasmania a Wonderland.
There was also the latest issue of 'Island' magazine on the counter with an author I had met a few years ago who wrote a book called 'Lights Out in Wonderland', which I've had an image and quote from the book on my sidebar to the right for a while, as regular readers of this blog would know.
I even wrote the post in this red link below about the coincidences I had reading DBC Pierre's book -
DBC Pierre even mentions the Alice in Wonderland story in his article about drugs in 'Island' magazine.
I even managed to pick up the book about MONA that I was going to buy when I went to the art gallery shop at MONA, now I could start reading it a bit earlier.
I even picked up a little book about cats and had a good talk to the lady behind the counter about our mutual love of cats and about the black and white cat I once had.
But here is the kicker, I did a brewery tour on that Sunday in Hobart and caught a double-decker bus to the brewery, so I could try a few beers without the worry of driving afterwards.
I decided to walk to the next bus stop after the tour, as the bus wasn't coming for another 20 minutes and as I was walking down the street I came across a park that was full of rabbits.
|A park down the road from Cascade Brewery on the rivulet walk|
|Be very quite, I'm photographing rabbits, as Elmer Fudd might say.|
There were no white rabbits for me to follow though ;-)
As soon as I came up out of the park I saw an iron gate with the words 'The Rowans' which I thought I would take a photo of to show my mum, as a Rowan family used to live right next door to us for years.
|The cat in Hobart rubbing itself against my jeans|
My Cat Sylvester (R.I.P.) and Memories (CATS) of the Future and the Past?
|The cat on the Hobart footpath|
|My cat Sylvester|
After stroking the cat for a while I said goodbye and just kept walking to the city centre of Hobart and then walked back from the city to the casino.
Walking is one of the best ways to see a city I think...unless it's raining.
My purchases from the cellar bookshop seemed rather magical after my cat encounter, but the magic and coincidences were only just starting on this trip.