The next morning, a rainbow ushered us out of town:
Off to Launceston!
So, maybe because it was a Sunday. And maybe because it was a holiday weekend. And maybe because Festivale, a food and wine fest, was happening in Launceston, but the city was like...closed. I'm glad Festivale happened to be going on when we were in Tasmania, but I'm glad I didn't seek it out. It was fun, but not the kind of thing I had envisioned. I was actually a little disappointed, because I'd wanted to like Launceston, especially because so many wineries were nearby, I'd heard it was a foodie destination. But we were bored and a little disappointed. It's lovely, but...I didn't get that wistfulness that I got when we first came to Portland, for example. I think I set my sights a little high.
That said, we had a lot of fun at Festivale, getting wine tastings and hanging out in the sun. Tasmanian wines are so good. And so not available in the U.S. It's close to tragedy, really.
Like this one. SO GOOD.
Or this fine specimen! You Tassies don't know how good you got it!
Scenes from a food and wine festival, where you can taste the wine but food will cost you.
This lady was creepy. It was like she was trying to be one of those silver robot people, but instead she appeared to be dusted in flour. She was also creeping up on the little kids. WHAT.
What's a festival without dudes on stilts?
Justin enjoying himself:
Chillin' with my monkey arms:
Here's what I mean. Launceston was like a Hollywood backdrop on a Sunday. Also lots of churches. WTF?
Auditioning for Australia's "Where the hell are you?" marketing campaign.
Took a pic of this rolls because we saw it in Hobart, too.
Justin went in here. I hung out outside instead. Boring.
Maybe everyone was out climbing Cradle Mountain or something. It was a stunningly gorgeous day.
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