Melbourne Diaries

Travel is tiring. Short travel more so. So, earlier this year when I was asked to travel to Melbourne for a week, I was kind of not looking forward to it. But truth be told, these days, I don't look forward to any kind of travel, be it long or short, on any given day leave alone travelling to the other side of the equator. I do admit that traveling has its perks but it also comes with the big downside of packing. I am no Ryan Bingham - that character played to perfection by George Clooney - from 'Up In The Air' when it comes to packing my bags and backpack and catch a flight at a moment's notice. If you need evidence of my limited packing skills and strategies, you should read my earlier posts on packing and packing strategies in this blog. But with not too many options left - since such decisions are taken way above my paygrade -  I reluctantly packed my bags and headed southwards.

MCG as seen from Eureka 88

Thus, after a couple of flight changes and 18 sleep-deprived hours later, I was in Melbourne (or Mel as locals usually call it).

I had been to Melbourne a few years back on a different business trip. That whole trip had lasted half a day and so I had very few vague memories of that trip. I mainly remember giving a presentation to a Victorian Government organization and spending a few hours at the sports bar in Crowne Plaza (Melbourne's Casino hotel) afterward before taking a late evening flight back to Sydney. So this time, as soon as I landed and was on my way to the city from the airport, I tried to recollect my past trip. But it was as good as being there for the first time.

Eureka 88 from hotel window

Day 0

Since it was quite late by the time I landed (thankfully!), I checked into the hotel and settled for the night. But before doing so, I looked out of my 2nd floor hotel room window and all I could see was a tall building staring back at me. I craned my neck up to check how high it was, but could not see its top. It was one monolithic dark glass pillar shooting up into the dark sky. Realizing that I hadn't got a room with a great view and so having nothing much to do, I drew on the shades and began to count sheep. Not a good start to the trip. Hotel room without a view can be a big turn off. In the morning, thanks to Google and  the reception folks, I got  to know that the tall thing blocking my view was one of the tallest buildings in Southern Hemisphere simply known as 'Eureka 88'. Some view-blocker landmark that. Later in the week, I happened to go up the viewing platform located on Eureka 88. It did have a splendid view of the city. And of the MCG. Nevertheless, it did block the view from my hotel room window.

Days 1 - 4

Riverside View of the Hotel Restaurant

The next four working days passed like a blur. It's safe to say that the high points used to be breakfast and dinners. More than the breakfast menu and spread, it was the riverside view that the hotel's restaurant offered that was the highlight. Being in a new place coupled with jet lag meant not being able to sleep well. Not being able to sleep well meant having an early breakfast. Having an early breakfast meant enjoying a breathtaking view of the city waking up to a gorgeous sunrise and people milling into work from the Mel Central Station across the river. Just watching the scene unfold was enough to charge you up for the day. 

A view of CBD from Botanical Gardens

Dinners were no less fun but for a different reason. And that was because dinners were usually long affairs that would start around eight and go on late into the night. Since Mel's CBD has a great selection of restaurants which are manned by some really good chefs, we could pick and choose a new one every evening and not be disappointed with our selection. In addition to some great dining spots in and around CBD, there is also this long strip of restaurants serving different cuisines that lines Crowne Plaza's quayside where you can dine and wine and relax after a long day's work. And with each passing evening, it was becoming clear to me as to why 'Masterchef Australia' is such a popular program out here. Melbourne folks not only love their food but also love preparing and serving it to others. Before I forget, here I must mention that in any restaurant in Mel, the one thing you should not miss is the dessert. Desserts are really out of this world. Among all the restaurants, my personal favorite was the restaurant attached to 'The Royce' on St. Kilda aptly named Dish that has a sorbet and ice cream dessert which arguably was one of the best I have had in a while. My friend mentioned that he had once spotted Adam Gilchrist having breakfast here. So I guess my taste is not as bad. As a side note, the hotel gets its name from the Rolls-Royce showroom the building once housed before it was converted into a hotel. My other dining reco would be PM24, a French restaurant on Russell Street in Melbourne CBD.

Yarra at twilight - Dinnertime!

Day 5

The action picked up on the fifth and penultimate day of my stay. Determined that I should also see other places in the city apart from the fine dining spots, I skipped breakfast (and the gorgeous view  that came with it) and set off on an all day exploration trip. Before I forget, I must Thank some of my colleagues in Mel for giving me tips about the best way to explore the city. You can cover almost the entire city by taking the public transport such as trams, buses and trains or take a free city tour offered by the Melbourne city in case you are hard pressed for time. If nothing else, you can walk along wooded avenues or take a walk in one of the many parks in and around the city. That is, if the weather is nice.

Shrine of Remembance from St. Kilda Road

I started off by walking along the St. Kilda Road past the WW II memorial (Shrine of Remembrance) and the Royal Botanical Gardens. Walking past, I couldn't help but marvel at how well the city was maintained. Staying on St. Kilda I crossed the Yarra and turned into Flinders St. and immediately merged into the bustling crowd of tourists, school going kids, college students and the rest of the city folks. From then on, for the next few hours I crisscrossed the CBD, went around Queen Victoria Market or the Vic as the locals call it, walked past street bands, bookstores, restaurants with cuisines ranging from Far East to Middle East and of course the mandatory fish and chips joints till the time I felt that I had made good use of my time. 

MCG up close

Despite the weekend crowd and traffic, at no point in time I felt that I was being jostled or pushed around and I had my space around me. I was beginning to like the experience. Never for a moment did I get the feeling that I was in a new city and a new continent. There was an innate sense of friendliness in the people. From the limited experience I have had, few cities around the world can give you that feeling. Mel certainly seemed to top the list. In this regard, the town planning council of Mel and the people truly deserve credit for making it such a well-maintained, tourist and pedestrian-friendly city.

But since I just had a day's time, I also made the best use of the hop in and out anywhere free tour that starts and ends at the Center of Arts to visit places such as MCG, the Museum and other touristy places that the tour covers.

See that white speck over the skyline?

As the evening drew to a close, I paused for a moment to see the city traffic rush by. It was around at this point I remembered that I was yet to take a souvenir back home. As I was pondering what curio I should buy (whether it should be a Kangaroo Crossing sticker, or a teddy koala, or a decorative boomerang and so on...), I happened to look up skywards and got my answer. The crescent moon shining over the dark silhouettes of the Melbourne skyline provided the scene that would long remain in my memory as a souvenir and also as a farewell gift from the city of Melbourne.

All in all, day 5 happened to be a very interesting and memorable day. Of course there was also a lingering regret that I had not seen much of the city due to lack of time.

Day 6 

Early morning flight back home. Thanks to a very gregarious Greek taxi driver the trip to the airport was not tiresome despite having to take a couple of long detours to avoid traffic. On the way, he also gave me some nice tips about what places to visit in case if I visited Greece. Ithaki or Ithaca seemed to top his personal list of favorites.

Evening Traffic crossing the Yarra

Despite ticking all the right boxes, the one spot that left me a bit disappointed was the Melbourne airport. The immigration line was pretty long and it took forever to clear the poorly ventilated and lighted hall into which we had been herded. It took almost an hour to get out and I was left with hardly any time to get onto my maiden flight on the Airbus A380.

Looking back, the trip was not as bad as I had first imagined it would be. Travel is indeed tiring. Short travel indeed more so. But this was one short trip that had tired me out for all the right reasons. Sometimes, mixing business with pleasure has its perks.