| The good people at the Museum Victoria entomology dep't were kind enough to subject us Yankees to authentic Australian culture. By "culture", I mean "food." And by "authentic", I mean "inadvisable." |
At least, I think that's why I wound up eating shark. They called it "flake," but were fooling NO ONE. "Musk sticks" were also involved, but I don't want to talk about it. |
A smashing behind-the-scenes tour at MusVic; here, a blue-tongued skink |
...which we thoroughly abused, beginning a trend of lizard-targeted indignities that would endure for the next three weeks. |
| You think Caroline was not party to this skink abuse? Oh, she was. She WAS. |
Also present: a completely non-native yet awesome Nephila clavipes, just hangin' around, waiting for idiot Americans to walk into her web. |
The temperate rainforest in VIctoria is really something; they're got everything from Nothofagus to eucalyptus-- |
Oh, and GIANT PRIMEVAL TREE-FERNS. Do not let the lush tropical appearance of this forest fool you, it was bloody freezing. |
