Flagstaff Gardens

On ANZAC Day, André and I decided to visit the Flagstaff Gardens. I don't really remember why. Oh wait, yes I do. It had to do with something the trams were doing differently because it was a holiday and André wanted to check it out. Anyway, we went and I photographed and was photographed.

Here I am at the entrance sign:

Here I am with a really weird thing. I'm still not sure what it was.

Here's my hand with a leaf that I thought was cool at the time, because I photographed it, but looking back at the photo now, it really wasn't all that interesting. Oh well.

I guess this isn't a good place to be at night.

The City Circle Tram. One of my favorites.

The gardens and I:

Me showing off how cool I am because my socks match my shirt really well.

A monument thing.

The Flagstaff, for which the gardens are (presumably) named.

Finally, a statue, just for good measure.

And that was the Flagstaff Gardens!