Stewart and Caroline wading over to Diamond Island at low tide.  The water was just a tad bit chilly.  Ok, really, really, chilly.  Penguins nest on the island, but they were out and about so we missed them.  

The ferry ride to the Museum of Old and New Art (MONA), replete with sheep and cows one could ride on.  Liam wasn't unhappy, but was trying out his brooding teenager expression for future use.  The gentlemen on the far left is Ed, Caroline's boyfriend.  

Me in front of a haunted house (one of the top three in Australia).  It lacked the haunted house decorum inside, so one had to imagine it looked spookier at night than it did then.  Also, on a related note, I don't think ghosts would sound quite as scary if they were sporting an Australian accent.  

 This is tessellated pavement, along the shoreline.   Nature does, on occasion, make very straight lines, as she did here.  I found this absolutely fascinating.  Check out wikipedia for more info, including the loaf and pan formations we saw here.  

These are fruit bats on the banks of the Yarra in Melbourne.  Thousands of them, and they are LARGE, and hanging out in broad daylight quite near the walking path.  Did I mention there were THOUSANDS of them?  Holy crap.