>So I caught the train to Fremantle yesterday morning. Freo, as the ‘locals’ call it is but 20 minutes from the centre of Perth, that bustling metropolis perched on the south west coast, bathed in glorious sunshine (when the clouds have parted) and lapped by the white crests of waves of the Indian Ocean. There isn’t a great deal happening there, but it was a pleasent stroll nonetheless. I shall return hopefully to take the ferry to Rottnest Island (assuming the weather picks up – its a little on the chilly side still…but then after Darwin anywhere would be). The E-shed markets are like any other in Australia – just that – markets with various arts and crafts and cheap t-shirts (in more way than one) with tacky slogans which backpackers seem to rave for. The architecture is distinctly old English and quite appealing in many ways, it’s no wonder it’s popular with British Ex-pats (the ‘locals’ :p).

What did disturb me a little is the naming of one of the Quay’s/Wharf’s where many seafood eateries can be found…it’s named after McDonalds Needless to say I didn’t eat there. I found a nice Fish & Chip bar and tucked in to Shark & Chips.