We went to Open House Melbourne on Sunday. I'm so glad we got around to it!
Open House Melbourne is a weekend of open buildings. Special places, amazing places, eco spaces, places not normally open to the public.
We queued for the State Library tour of the elephant lift (for moving around that spare elephant) - a 1920s wooden panelled lift with, we were told, idiosyncracies.
We peered over the bannisters at the compass rose on the floor under what once was a Foucault's pendulum. Pendulum now lost and, as someone said, probably holding down papers on someone's desk. Beautiful staircase.
Then down into the catacombs, surprisingly bright for channels running into dirt floored wasteland for dead office chairs. Everyone's favourite garage.
And out into the rain of China Town, for a tasty Grill'd burger and a gentle stroll down to Myer for the mural hall, sixth floor ballroom and hall for streamlined 30s types to affect a bored moue at fashion parades. Meh. Darling.
Playing with the mirrors in Myer's Mural Hall.
Finally, everyone's favourite haunted tin shed -- the portable iron houses of the 1850s still in South Melbourne on a fascinating old street.
Portable iron house, c. 1850, South Melbourne.
View from the freeway bridge as we leave the sunny city.