Yarra Park is in the southern part of East Melbourne known as Jolimont. In spite of is proximity to the city, parts of it are deliciously quiet and I think I read it is now greater Melbourne's most expensive suburb. Now smart apartments, the former Yarra Park State School.
Lovely Victorian terrace houses.
I suppose I could research this tree, but one of you will tell me, I am sure. It seemed very interesting to school children but I did not feel comfortable imposing myself on the group.
Between where I am here the land slopes down to the Yarra River and then steeply climbs to the top of the Punt Road hill.
Swinburne is a university and I am not sure what happens at this branch. It is decorated with yellow and black as they are the colours of the 'Tigers', the Richmond Football Club which has its training ground and administration at the nearby Punt Road Oval.
The Melbourne Cricket Ground, MCG, is illuminated by these 'fly swat' lighting towers.
One of the most extraordinary things is that when football is played at the MCG, cars are allowed to park in this park. If it wet, parking is usually banned. Why on earth would anyone possibly want to drive to the MCG? The area becomes horribly congested as the park empties out after a game, and the cars are held back until pedestrians clear the area. You could probably be home on the train quicker than just getting out of the park in your car.
The Pelaco shirt sign can be seen in the distance.
Leftover Olympic rings from 1956?
There'd be trains nearby, lots of them.
I don't know this building. Note the tram tracks for route 70 running next to the train tracks.
A handy bridge to get across the rail line and it is called........Nameless and did I spend some time to find out it is a nameless bridge.
Dimmeys clock tower in the distance.
For years the Nylex clock and temperature indicator have not worked, in spite of everyone wanting the unit to work. We can see it from our balcony. Note the name Sinch, a well known graffitist who was killed when train surfing.
City Loop train tunnels.
The Glen Waverley train has to go up and over some other railway lines.
While the wrath of Victor may well fall upon my head, all I will say is this is called AAMI Stadium and it is where rugby is played.
I managed to find my way through the maze of sporting buildings and walkways until I found a lift to take me down to the tram stop to get back to the city. I walked down the side and behind Federation Square to the river bank for a well needed cup of fine coffee at Riverland. I don't think I have seen swans on the river before.
An attractive but dying leaf joined me for coffee.