This amazing place is somewhere I never planned to go and didn’t know much about it until I started planning it from Canberra. There is a lot more to see and do despite the small size the island of Tasmania is especially sitting next to Australia. I started my trip from Melbourne to Hobart. It was a short flight and uneventful until the flight landed and we deplaned and waited for the baggage. Being from America I have seen dogs in airports and think nothing of it. Just another part of security. Something I have never seen before is the dogs walking on the luggage belt sniffing and checking every bag coming out from the incoming flights,. I have only seen the security dogs sitting at checkpoints at airports, I have never seen dogs running on the belt before or after in any of the 35 countries I have traveled to. I’m not sure if it is such a small airport that they have the manpower or really the dog power to do this kind of security check. I do not smuggle drugs or whatever else people try to get in other countries so I was on my way after I picked up my pack and headed out to find a bus that I didn’t bother booking beforehand. The door slid open and I walked out to a beautiful sunset with a good first impression of Tasmania.
I tool a small airport shuttle bus stopping at every hotel and bed and breakfast on a set route. Fall was upon the regain and my thinned out Florida blood was very cold in the mornings and nights. Like a lizard, I tried to stay in the sun. The city center was about fifteen minutes from the airport. By the times we make our twists and turnarounds with the drop-offs it took another twenty to thirty minutes to get to my hostel. The next morning I started off before the sun to catch the sunrise at the docks. A brisk fifteen-minute walk as I watched the world wake up on the way.