Melbourne has a marvellous public transport system. Why they all drive everywhere is beyond me. One of our days out while in Melbourne was a trip to Yarraville and Williamstown. The people we were house and dog sitting for had driven us out there and we were quite taken by the quirkiness of these two suburbs so decided to revisit them.
Not brave enough to drive there (Melbourne drivers are scary and there are Hook Turns to scare you even more) we jumped on the train at Flinders Street. Got totally confused and went round in a loop to get off at Southern Cross.
Across the platform I captured this group of people, and guessed they were off to a wedding.
As we got off the train in Yarraville we saw this.
Our home town in England is Birmingham. And how cute, they have this at the station. Something we need to have at all stations, I think.
We had a stroll around the area and were quite convinced we could live here. That said up until then we were pretty sure we wanted to live in St Kilda. Time seems to have stood still in Yarraville and I would think it is a popular suburb for young families and commuters.
The Sun Theatre opened in 1938. It is a beautiful building and another reason to live in Yarraville. They even used to have baby room, so you could leave you baby while you watched a film. Given my experiences where parents take children far to young to see some films (see A guide to cinema etiquette) I think we need to introduce a crèche in cinemas in England today.
The railway goes right across th main street and I love these crossing so yes, going to share. The town goes at a slower pace than most of the other suburbs we visited in Melbourne. No one was in a rush to do anything.
We jumped back on the train to Williamstown and saw this. Tempted to sit down imediately, it was getting very hot by then.
This came in handy.
As did the ice cream. There were so many to choose from. There were lots of ice cream shops in Williamstown.
We then decided that we may like to live in Williamstown. It had beaches and good places to eat, and we could commute like this.
With views like this.
We caught the ferry back and got chatting to a man on the boat who had moved from Sydney to Melbourne. After a long discussion about politics and advice as to where to get the best pies in Sydney, he then told us about the bridges we were travelling under. One not very pleasant story about this bridge (which I won’t share).
And a funny story about this one.
Apparently the concrete columns were put there to make people feel more confident using the bridge. Travelling on the bridge you would think they were supporting the bridge yet from the sea, you can see that they are not attached. Not my story his. Just telling it.
If you are going to Melbourne I would thoroughly recommend you visit both Yarraville and Williamstown. After the bustle and hustle of the busy city,mad drivers, trams and traffic jams, these are places to come to slow down and relax.
And get the ferry back as this is your welcome back to the city.
We ended the day at the Young and Jackson, dining with Chloe and people watching from the window.
I love Melbourne.