You can't see it well, but there's an eternal flame at the top of the water pool there. And on the upper level behind all those open windows on each side are two huge walls, called The Roll of Honour, with the names of every Australian who, I think, has died while serving in the military. You see little red poppy flowers pressed into the cracks between sheets of names.
The War Memorial Musuem has sections on WWI, WWII, an aircraft hall, Australia's Unknown Soldier, Anzac hall, and among other exhibits, also a section on Conflicts from 1945 till today. That's where this helicopter was...in the Vietnam section.
Thoroughly enjoyed the whole museum. Could've spent more hours there, but I think my other half had seen all he wanted to see. So alas...I did not get to read every plaque, picture, and display there. But still...was good.On the steps of the War Memorial you can see the old Parliament House (the white building in front) and the new Parliament building (the modern building in the back that looks like it has a big compass on the top of it). Cool view.
We then went to the old parliament building and went on a tour of the building. After that, we drove over to the new parliament building and looked around as well. Saw both the Senate and House of Representative chambers.
We drove back to Sydney tonight. Saw a full rainbow...both ends! Both of us had never seen a full arc before. Also drove through seriously torrential rain and if that wasn't enough, then thru soupy fog. Quite the ride! I white-knuckled through it a few times.
Well, with the time change that happens here tonight, it's now almost midnight. So on that note...
(Note to any callers from the states, we are now 15 hours ahead. Karen, thinking about the call at 5:00 am one morning...especially, take note.) :)
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Good thing I didn't call you last night when the girls were telling me too! We wanted you to hear Jer! He only did 3 songs but as always...it was well worth it ;)
Sounds like the end of civilization indeed. When we were in Senegal West Africa, we left Dakar (the Capital) and drove 2 hours in-land with no lights, or anything. Just dark desert-yish stuff. Sorta scared me actually.
I had a similar travel experience on the way to Monterrey, Mexico. We were forever driving in darkness. This was after we had spent the entire day at the border trying to get our two vehicles through. They wouldn't let us. So we all crammed into one van (with luggage) and drove through the night. All of us starving and dying of thirst in over 100 degree temperatures. Not fun. It was spooky.
And by white knuckled, she really means white eyelidded... She just closed her eyes and slept harder!!
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