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For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbours, and laugh at them in our turn?


So, at last, we look north to the city centre. I've keep the image quite large so that you can see a bit of detail if you click on it.

You can see Sandy Bay in the immediate foreground, Battery Point behind it, and then the CBD behind that. To the West is South Hobart, which is just north of West Hobart (confused yet?). Over the back you can see the Glebe, North Hobart, New Town and the other northern suburbs.

Below, I've given you a glimpse of the Tasman Bridge. To the right is Hobart's eastern shore (where all the cool and sexy people live). In the foreground is Bellerive, then Montague Bay, with Lindisfarne tucked in behind that and the glamour suburb of Geilston Bay sitting just behind that.



That's where Henry lives.
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KL said…
Wow! from all your pictures, it seemed like that wherever you live, it is a place full of nature and less of people. But from this picture, it seems like there are houses and houses and houses...people..and..people..and people..
9 March 2009 at 22:14
Babzy.B said…
Beautiful , your city looks really nice , Henry and Ezra are lucky to see such a beautiful view every day :)
10 March 2009 at 00:04
Debbie Courson Smith said…
Your town looks like a resort in those photos.
10 March 2009 at 00:28
Anonymous said…
woow... the first one looks so nice...

great shot...
10 March 2009 at 00:52
Stefan Jansson said…
Top photo is really good. Much to see there.
10 March 2009 at 02:00
Anonymous said…
Very nice photography.
10 March 2009 at 08:19
Kris McCracken said…
KL, well, as you can see, there is a lot more green stuff around Geilston Bay. There are a few people, but Hobart's population is only around the two hundred thousand mark. Not much room to grow unless they exploit the Eastern Shore though...
10 March 2009 at 12:58
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, we are lucky with the river that is really an estuary and could pass for a harbour.
10 March 2009 at 12:59
Kris McCracken said…
Diva, I am sure that it would be flattered to hear that!
10 March 2009 at 13:00
Kris McCracken said…
Steffe, I always like large city shots as well. You can get lost in them!
10 March 2009 at 13:00
Kris McCracken said…
Abe, why thank you!
10 March 2009 at 13:01
Dina said…
Ah, now I get it. Nice to see the Big Picture, the lay of the land.
Beautiful.
10 March 2009 at 17:14
yamini said…
Lovely view....

and I agree with the title of this post, ironic but prevalent elsewhere too.
10 March 2009 at 21:23
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, even more impressive than Sydney!
11 March 2009 at 06:26
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, Jane Austin certainly understood human nature.
11 March 2009 at 06:27
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