So we had some crepes (tasty!) for a late brunch, did the currency exchange thing (did this while the crepes were under construction so we could pay for them), and went to the visitor center. Visitor center was terrific. Amazing all the stuff there is to see and do just in and around Melbourne. We could be months just doing that.
Staged a protest on further activities in the afternoon until dinner. It was really good to just hang out with Leigh Ann and Robin and share some time together while our body clocks tried to get within eyesight of this time zone.
For dinner we traveled to North Melbourne (one of the dozen or so named areas of the city). Up by taxi, back by streetcar or tram as they are called. Some of Casey's coworkers joined us for dinner and the occasion was the celebration of Casey's birthday which was this week. Happy birthday, Casey!
Returning to the apartment, a late nite party formed at the Robot bar which is on the ground floor of the apartment building. "The kids" had a good time while "gramps" begged off and stayed in.
Here is a picture of the birthday boy and some party goers.
That baby does not belong to anyone in the picture. Robin found it somewhere.
From the side window of the guest bedroom.
The title for today's blog comes from the fact that (while not necessarily shown above) there is a noticeable prevalence of black in the local wardrobe. Ever go to a gathering in casual wear and everyone else is dressed up? That is sort of what I feel like walking around Melbourne. I've never lived in the heart of a big city but it would be neat to have ready public transportation and so many shops and restaurants so close.
Indian cuisine right across the street
Much quieter with the windows closed last night by the way.
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