A few pictures from Friday.

Bentleigh station, 9am.

Collins Place, 9:30am — The fog had lifted a bit in the city, but it was still evident a few hundred metres up.

Swanston Street, 1:30pm — By lunchtime it was quite hazy.

Swanston Street, entrance to Chinatown, 7pm — In the evening it got cold and dark quite quickly, and gradually the fog descended again.

It’s great having a phone with a half-decent camera. It’s nowhere near as good as my “real” camera, but because I almost always have the phone with me, I can snap photos anywhere, almost no matter what I’m doing:

And because a phone doesn’t look like a camera, even dogs of a nervous disposition, such as Maisie and Jake, who believe that cameras can suck out your soul, can be photographed:

Yesterday this scary looking van was parked outside the Westin hotel in Collins Street. The first time I walked past I was pondering if it might be a disaster recovery crew for computer equipment. Like server failure. But the picture on the side made it look like they might deal with more real-world scenarios.

A little later I went down Flinders Lane, which was closed to traffic, and past the other side of the hotel, and found this:

I overheard someone’s conversation which tied in with what I later saw reported on Channel 7… the hotel’s underground carpark was flooded. Whoopsie.

Sometimes the phone camera just doesn’t quite cut it though. This picture might be vaguely amusing if you could read the ACF Fight Climate Change sticker on the back of the 4WD…

Some pictures snapped in the last few days…

I’ve never seen them have to explain what Happy Hour is before

Pah, I’m not even going to try

Hands up who remembers Stacks of Slax from The Late Show? Alas, they’ve just closed down.

From Rod and Christine’s place, near Trentham.

(Sometimes, my inner eight year-old comes out to play.)

I don’t agree with the name change, but I do think the renovated Southern Cross Station is impressive.

Compare this picture from about a year ago to how it looks today (yep, there is a massive tram stop in front of it, seen here with a massive tram, so it’s a bit harder to see everything):

And here’s the view from inside:

(Click on either of the pictures to see them in full, unencumbered by the web page navigation.)

Marita was on the train at platform 2, heading to her parents’ for the day. Although there’s a sign for platform 1, it would appear you have to walk a good distance further north to get to it.

Spotted last Friday night:

Well, it’s one way through the traffic. He got up to a fair speed zooming down Elizabeth Street, too.