Today we took a tram to St. Kilda, another part of Melbourne. We went for the Sunday market and for the penguins, fairy penguins, that is. There’s a colony of about 1300 that live in the rocks at the St. Kilda pier. I guess some had made their way from Phillip Island and they’re now a thriving little colony. The chicks stay in their rock nests while the adults forage during the day and then return at night to feed the chicks. We saw some chicks but only one adult came by the time we had to catch our tram back. St. Kilda is a nice little beach community with lots of restaurants, coffee shops and on Acland Ave. They have a lot of cake shops. We stopped for a glass of $5 wine and a piece of caramel fudge cake at a little place called 95. We got talking to the owner and a buddy of his and Mary had a bit of a heated talk about Trump. Buddy thinks he’s a genius and, needless to say, doesn’t quite agree with his assessment. All a nd all, we spent about 9 hours just kicking around St. Kilda, including a stop at the botanical gardens, a beach walk, shell hunting, a good dinner at the Little Blue restaurant, (at the end of the pier) and a few glasses of wine , of course. Speaking of wine we do a wine tour to the Yarra Valley tomorrow.
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