Dead of Night…
Ah, my husband and I are getting old.
What do you mean, you ask?
We trotted off to Dark Mofo tonight…
that winterfest designed to celebrate the longest nights of winter in Tasmania.
It’s off-the-show stuff, sometimes confronting, filled with dark, fire-driven moments.
Even the ferris wheel turns to the sound of the spookiest, spine chilling choral singing.
It’s amazing art, out-there creations, the bizarre and not so bizarre.
There is the Articulated Intersect light show…
Paper bunnies…
A fire eater or two…
Music…
Food – my husband had beef bourginon on mash and I had salmon and roasted and herbed vegetables. We had sinful chocolate éclairs after that. There was cider, beer, whisky, red wine, white wine and elderflower cordial, all grown and produced in my home state. And then there were coffees of a zillion different types, sinful chocolates and macarons.
And people, laughter, activity, lots of hi’s, hello’s, ring ring – where are you’s…
So why then do I say we are getting old?
Well, as I explain to you,
please understand that THIS is what we are used to…
This is what we thrive on…
We lined up with thousands of others for our tickets. We stood to eat. We were rather gobsmacked by the deafening sound of people…
We stood and people-watched and event-watched for a couple of hours by which time our backs and legs throbbed and our ears were buzzing.
And while we are glad we went, and think Dark Mofo has given Hobart a beating heart for the previously boring winter days, we came home, took our shoes off, made a cup of tea and stretched out in chairs and on couches like the old fogeys we are.
Well done Prue- we didn’t get there and we were in a hotel not 100 metres away! I was exhausted last night and my head was aching due to information overload. MONA on Thursday and then back to Richmond for a look around the gaol and the beautiful shops and then onto oft Arthur yesterday. When I couldn’t get a reservation in either of the two recommended restaurants last night we decided to stay in with room service and an early night. We got up early this morning and hit Salamanca market for gifts (and Daci and Daci for coffee and croissants) before heading for the airport. Writing this in the Qantas lounge. Thanks again for your insider ideas – I now realise we needed 3 weeks to do Tasmania properly but we will be back!
PS ever since you went to the new site, I’m not getting notifications of new posts even though I tick the boxes- is anyone else having that problem?
I’m so glad you had a wonderful time here and that you know there is more to come back for (You HAVE to do the Bruny Island Advetnure cruise – fab!). It’s such a magnificent day here today – I fled to House early this A.M and drove through vast patches of fog and then hit piercingly blue stretches of clear sky. Wonderful
Re the blog notifications – no no one has mentioned it but that means nothing really. I’ll get the web-man to have a look and see if he can sort it.