~ On the Road to Gundagai – Midway between Melbourne and Sydney ~

This is a place I’d never heard of, let alone knew there was a song about it. I opened up the maps and Gundagai seemed the obvious choice, plus I liked the name! The song was sung by Slim Dusty and written in 1922 by Jack O’Hagan. Some useless trivia that might come in handy for a quiz night.

Another one night stand in another motel, The Tuckerbox Motor Inn.

A tad chilly to throw something on the barbie!

After checking in we drove back into “town” and had dinner at The Family Hotel. A lovely country pub in a fabulous building.

The Family Hotel, Gundagai, NSW

Located along the Murrumbidgee River, Gundagai is quaint and picturesque. Perfect for a morning’s walk along the high street and learning about the history of this small town.

The Tuckerbox Motor Inn, I imagine, gets its name from the “Dog on the Tuckerbox” monument.

A tribute to the pioneers who came to settle the colonies and their dogs.

The legend of the Dog began in the 1850s with a poem Bullocky Bill by an otherwise unknown author ‘Bowyang Yorke’, about the partnership of the bullockies who opened up the land to settlers, and the dogs who accompanied them and guarded their possessions.
Source – Visit Gundagai

It was interesting to read about certain events that had occurred over the years in Gundagai. For instance, The Great Flood in 1852, when the Murrumbidgee River broke its banks.

The sculpture below honours two indigenous men who went above and beyond to aid in the rescue of several people.

Continuing our walk I found three murals of cows with a plaque commerrating one of them.

The legend of three sisters – Daisy on the left was screaming in frustration and jealousy. Melba was producing so much milk that it left Daisy dry. The same goes for Daphnie on the right.

Melba was the World’s Butter-Fat cow in 1924. In over 365 days Melba yielded 32,522 lbs of milk. I wonder how she felt after all that pulling and tugging!

The wide high street of Gundagai, a misty morning clearing to a beautiful sunny afternoon.

We did have a wander around the Pen Museum. Anthony had quite the chat with the “curator” about the amazing amount of pens exhibited. It was definitely a labour of love as there was no entry fee just an honesty box. There was also other paraphernalia such as buttons, badges and pins.

All too soon it was back to the car and onwards to Sydney. Stopping for petrol I spotted “The Big Koala”. There seem to be a few Big Koalas around Australia along with Big Kangaroos, Parrots, Sheep. They are something of an icon along the highways.

Before I nodded off I spotted some odd looking boulders along the highway, so had Anthony make a stop. When I googled them they are called “Mystery Boulders”, and remain so because there is no other information out there!

We enjoyed our stop in historical Gundagai and finding out about this country town.

~ 3 Days in Paleokastritsa, Corfu – Day one – Corfu Old Town ~

I had booked four nights in Paleokastritsa, giving us three full days to explore. Arriving late, we checked in surprisingly quickly and went off in search of a restaurant for a very late dinner. It was past 10pm and the first two places were already closed, so a search on google maps came up with one more. Luckily this one was still open. For us it was still only 8pm.

On waking the next morning, I opened our doors onto the balcony to the most amazing views. We were staying at The Odysseus Hotel, somewhat off the beaten track but fortunately with a bus stop across the road.

We took a Green Bus to Corfu Old Town for a day of exploring, shopping, eating and drinking.

Maybe a Grandpa sharing a book with his granddaughter
Fruit seller with a cheeky smirk

Narrows alleys in the Old Town

After lunch I wanted to have a look at the Old Fortress, I did get a shock when I realised how high it was and what a long walk up there it would be. That wasn’t the worst of it though, as I was silently congratulating myself on reaching the summit, huge black thunder clouds rolled in.

We just about made it to the next level, with Anthony warning me not to hold onto the metal rails. I tried hard but was too worried about slipping on the wet stairs. The only shelter was a grove of pine trees where we stood with about 20 other people. Not a great choice with lightening flashing and thunder crashing above. Everyone came away drenched to the bone. I’ve never heard such loud thunder before, maybe because I’ve never outside in a storm before.

Not sure why I’m looking so happy!

Making a dash for it when there was the teeniest break and just about reaching the next level where we ran to an old tunnel. Finally we walked back to the Old Town and reached the nearest bar before the next onslaught, where we enjoyed very welcome beers and wine.

More than wet!

We did find a fantastic place for dinner that night though, and apparently it hadn’t rained in Paleokastritsa!

Agios Spiridon Beach

I’ve written this post on my iPad and it’s been the most annoying process ever. Every time I wanted to add a photo the whole post moved up to the top. I should have brought my laptop, but trying to travel lightly 😂.

~ Glimpses of Glasgow ~

The journey from Bilton to Glasgow took around four hours and with Anthony having a cold, he was extremely glad to check in to our hotel. The Clayton Hotel had been recommended to us and we had booked for a two night stay. Pleasantly surprised to find we had been upgraded to a larger room on the 16th floor. The views were amazing over the river, city and railway.

After a good rest we headed out for dinner and were going to try a tapas place not too far. We found the restaurant was actually in Prince’s Square Shopping Centre, beautifully decorated with glass and iron balconies with a massive glass dome. As we were heading to the restaurant, a man popped out of a French restaurant and tempted us to eat there instead! He had a good sales technique for sure and we had a gourmet meal.

Billy Connolly Mural
by John Byrne

The next day I suggested taking the hop on and hop off bus so we could see all the major sights Glasgow had to offer. We waited ages for the yellow line route to take us out to Pollark Park, in the end gave up and took the red route. As the weather turned progressively worse through the day, we did spend most of the time on the bus and I don’t think we did Glasgow justice. This is why the post is called Glimpses of Glasgow!

We did enjoy The Hunterian Museum in the University of Glasgow. There were some amazing exhibits on display.

University of Glasgow

The entrance and inside the museum

Walking under and through the Cloisters with their fluted columns and impressive archways was amazing.

“Wives of Fishermen” 1914 – Pierre Braecke
This sculpture was probably inspired by the death of Braecke’s cousin, who had
seen a fishing boat sink in a storm in 1869. It focuses on the grief and anguish the women must have felt as they watched their husbands drown
. (As described on the plaque)

Why we stayed on the bus!

It was a dreich day, completely plowetery! A wee bit of Scottish slang for you.

Dinner that night was in a Tapas restaurant within walking distance of the hotel.

Just a girl and her mojito

And just like that it was time to check out and onto our next destination before heading home.

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