I had the most fantastic nap this afternoon. I caught the bus from Canberra, and was asleep before we even left the city limits. When I woke, we were already at Liverpool. In preference to the train, or a car, or a plane, I really like the bus trip between Sydney and Canberra. Although it’s a little longer than driving, it’s faster than the train, and probably on a par with a plane, by the time you take into account getting to and from the airport at either end, as well as take-off and landing. And because I live near Central Station in Sydney, and generally stay in the centre of Canberra, it’s very, very convenient.
Add to that, you can have a nap, get some work done, watch a movie, and take in the sights of the Australian countryside. My two favourite parts of the journey are when, heading down from Sydney towards Goulburn, you enjoy the rolling declines of the Great Dividing Range, and closer to Canberra, you enjoy the vast landscape of the mysterious Lake George.
Though often derided as a clinical, sterile kinda place, I really like visiting Canberra. The population is awfully lucky in many ways, with (for the most part), good incomes and good facilities available to them. Though I usually try to visit a gallery or a museum or two, I didn’t have much spare time on this visit, focussed mostly on work.
Aside from attending the terrific Australian of the Year Awards, and being totally inspired by people who contribute a hell of a lot more to the country than I do, I “reverted to form” on this visit, visiting my favourite restaurant (around the corner from the hotel where I usually stay), and eating my favourite meal.