12 Hours in Canberra
Most people don't care about Canberra. It's small, boring, and just used as a bathroom break on the way to Sydney. But I wanted to see this country's capital, so I booked an overnight bus from Melbourne to Canberra. I thought it'd be a great way to save on accommodations, but that was stupid. I can't sleep on a bus, especially when it has pit stops every couple hours and turns on all the lights. So I arrived in Canberra at 6am, without sleeping and gross because this country is HOT. The travel center was almost entirely closed, so I couldn't get a locker for my giant bag. Off to a great start.
I walked down the street to a little park and watched the sunrise over the city while in the distance floated a couple hot air balloons. Then just kept walking. Everything was either a government building or a park. No cafes, no shops, no wonder no one stopped here. But it was quite peaceful and pretty.
After a while, I stumbled into the Old Parliament House and its gardens. And just kept going until I saw the new Parliament House.
It started getting hella hot and the backpack was hella heavy, so I took a break by a lake and made a couple friends: a goose and a nice old man that was ecstatic someone cared about his city. He recommended I stop by the National Library of Australia, so I dragged myself out of the shade and over to the library cafe and ordered an iced coffee...
Iced coffee means something entirely different in Australia. I received an iced, milky, latte-type beverage with a glob of ice cream and smothered in whipped cream on top. So much for my diet.
The library did have some pros though- free wifi and an exhibit on Australian advertising.
That evening I'd had enough (and so had another girl in the bathroom who fainted from the heat- yikes) and I caught my bus up to Sydney.
Canberra was cute and peaceful, but I'm glad I didn't stay too long. History and politics never were my thing anyway.