This Saturday we took the train out to Williamstown, a waterfront neighborhood near where we’re staying. We found its charm considerable despite the putrid weather, a uniquely Australian combination of grey skies, high temperature, and howling wind.
Nelson Street runs along the waterfront and is mostly restaurants, mostly pretty nice-looking, with a few boutiques selling New Age Nostrums and eclectic music. We ate at The Groove Lounge; I picked it because they were obviously Greek and I have an ethnic prejudice in favor of Greeks as cooks, whatever the genre. I recommend it heartily; the food was perhaps not the most daringly original, but it was outstandingly tasty, and the waitresses were competent, friendly, and cute; they made a big fuss over our baby.
Here’s a picture from the park by the pier, looking back at Nelson Street.
The pier has an old Navy ship serving as a floating museum. Then we walked over to the beach side of Williamstown, enjoying the residential architecture, both old and new; I think Australia may just be the world leader in that department.
It’s been dry:
The current drought is now into its fifth year.