You know what's really annoying? There are days when you scramble to find anything for your PAD. And there are other days when you'll come away with a couple of dozen, any of which could have a legitimate claim to PADship.
Day three of our WA holiday. We walked down to the Barrack Street ferry, and missed the first ferry trying to figure out how much our fare was supposed to be. (The signs helpfully tell you what the fares are for "2 sections" or the various "zones", they just don't tell you what a section or a zone is or how many there are to your destination. We had to end up calling their help line.) Then we caught the ferry across to the Mends St wharf in South Perth, from which we walked up the hill to our selected café (the Mends Street Café, it may surprise you to learn) for a tasty and relaxed breakfast. From there we walked further along, passed the Windsor Hotel whose motto of "It Only Sounds Classy" was disparaged by my significant other while I thought it was self-depreciatingly clever. (And as it turned out effective, since I wanted to try the bistro there for lunch on the way back... and a nice bistro and lunch it was indeed.) Then it was off to Perth Zoo.
My 24-105 lens was all but cactus by this point. If I kept recycling the camera I could get maybe one shot out of three. The other lens that I had for the 40D was the 10-22 which is obviously in no way suitable for a zoo, so duties fell onto the good ol' Olympus EP1. Which meant of course that far too many of the shots ended up with the "Reject" flag in Bridge, but when you don't have strong backlighting which obliterates the view through the display screen the Olympus can certainly do the business for you.
As I believe it did here. Those of you who have seen my past home shots will be familiar with Lilly, the Maltese-Chihuahua cross. While the fur of this meerkat is considerably more groomed than Lilly's, the big "Oh please, give me chicken" eyes and the pointed little nose seemed oddly familiar.
After the zoo and lunch at the place that "only sounds classy" we hopped the ferry back to Perth, jumped on the CAT (no, not Lucy, the Central Area Transit free busses) and headed to the arts district, wandered through the museum (which featured an exhibit on life after death in ancient Egypt which, I grant you, is not a very Western Australian "thing") but were too late for the art gallery, headed back through the main shopping centre, got some provisions to make some sandwiches back at the hotel since the restaurant was closed for a function and we didn't feel like going out and relaxed for our last evening in Perth. An end to a stage of the trip that had come far too fast, as it always does.
