The dinosaur exhibit proved most popular, although Lily quite enjoyed pressing the button that lit up a photo of someones insides in front of random strangers. We partook of some lunch at the Cafe, where we were 'entertained' by a one foot-tall kiddie who insisted on flinging the large glass doors to the bitter cold open at every given opportunity.
After we'd had our fill of education and pram-congested passageways, we made our way back to the tram stop. Several minutes had passed when I suggested we simply make our way along Lonsdale Street to our apartment. By the time we had reached the first intersection, we noted the Number 35 go cruising past. Wails of displeasure abounded from the children (a faint grinding of teeth from Jen), but I think we made good time back to Little Bourke Street.
We braved the elements this evening, and ate dinner out in Hardware Lane (my assumption is that Bunnings would be located in Entree Boulevard). Josh commenced waving and smiling at surrounding patrons and staff alike, although had moments of red-faced, back-arching tanties too. It was a great meal and a lovely evening - Hamish even provided an alfresco Jazz band some impromptu dance moves on our way home, much to the amusement of random diners.
