I started this morning with some clothes washing (I know, exciting) followed by a walk around John Oldham Park across the road from our hotel, while Rob had a lie in.
We spent a large part of today exploring Kings Park, which is technically behind the hotel, although as it is up Mount Eliza, which has few access points from near the hotel, it was a bit more of a trek round to it (in fact, we cheated and bussed round).
Kings Park is a huge area of land, which early in the settlement of Perth was set aside for the common good (with a brief period of being used for logging). It’s one of the biggest parks in the world, bigger even then Central Park in New York.
That said, it’s not directly comparable to somewhere like Central Park, because large areas of it are actually native bushland (with paths and roads through) and only a few (reasonably big) areas are cultivated as ‘regular’ park, plus the Botanical Gardens (featuring plants from around the world, plus lovely water gardens). Sometimes the change between bushland and park was very sudden!
Highlight photos: https://goo.gl/photos/QCR8TRGktfsPibvFA
One notable feature is that all the main road through the park are lined with trees dedicated to soldiers who have died in different wars. The First World War ones were, in some ways, the most heartbreaking, as there were frequent groups of two or three plaques, where brothers had all died, sometimes on the same day.
We had a great (and tiring) time exploring the park, including taking the fantastic views across Pretty and the Swan River.
Photos of the view: https://goo.gl/photos/9JuADgtabCU3enAd8