Pic: Entrance to the Fremantle market
And the crisp, clear,warm waters of the beach seduced me to try wading in the sparkling ocean and whiff the familiar perfume of salt water ...
Pic : Of Rocks and Beaches
The marine museum, coupled with the fact that I have spent half of last year working in the seas, was interesting. Apart from looking at the boat which had gone around the world thrice, at antique things salvaged from shipwrecks,we had a peek inside a real submarine! I had always been curious about these silent black things moving throughout the water and looking at the outside world through invisible eyes, and can be seen exclusively only when you have a remote in your hand.
Pic : Entry hatch of the submarine
Lunch was in this al fresco restaurant with a view across the water, under canopied umbrellas with seagulls flitting around. Spent a nice hour watching yachts sailing across , predicting seagull psychology and complementing the weather for behaving itself.
Pic : Food with a view
This was a rare occasion where instead of burying my nose into a map and a tourist book, I actually had a friend who took me around by my elbow. So, next, I found myself facing the imposing structure of the Fremantle prison, which has been shut down for the past fifteen years. While looking through the ex-cells of prisoners, I spotted the graffiti scribbled in one - 'Life is something that happened when I was planning something else'. Cannot imagine what must have been running through the mind of this prisoner when writing this, shut in a tiny cell,without a glimpse of the world outside, with his entire lifetime ticking away....
We managed to catch the sunset from the highest point in the town, which gave a bird's eye view of the place, and an almost summary of the entire day. Because, from there I could spot the museum, the prison and the town hall encased amidst pine, palm and peppermint trees. Postcard perfect.