So we’ve just flown in from Melbourne, and boy are our livers tired. Fantastic weekend, and a much needed reminder that there’s a very European city (at least relative to Sydney) just an hour or so away. Just one thing, though, how the hell does your tram system work? We tried to get all Malcolm Turnbull and take public transport everywhere, but were defeated by the mere act of buying tickets (what’s a “myki”?). And when we did successfully board, we would get to a transfer point and then discover that the tram we needed doesn’t run on weekends. So, taxis it was!
Full report of the Pricks’ trip coming soon, including thoughts on Cutler & Co.