Today we planned to go to the War Memorial since it’s a must do for tourists and since it only opened at 10 we stopped by the Australian American Memorial which was erected to express the thanks of the Australian people to the United States of America for its contribution to the defense of Australia. Since I am American I figured this memorial must be for me, and therefore, felt obligated to visit it, but I think the Australians could have thanked us with a better memorial. Not to be ungrateful or anything but it seemed like a copy of the Washington Memorial, but you couldn’t even go inside.

The Australian American Memorial

The War Memorial is actually a War Museum as well which is absolutely HUGE. Hendrik’s into war so he wanted to take the tour of the museum and it was 2.5 hours long and we maybe got through half of the museum. I couldn’t pay attention for that long. It was interesting at first but there was a very limited amount of facts that my brain could take in a day. I was completely worn out by the time Hendrik was ready to leave the Monument. It’s definitely worth a visit but I think you have to be interested in war to really appreciate it.

War Memorial

Before we left Canberra we decided to have an Arial view of the city. So we drove to the lookout tower that overlooks the city. It was a spectacular sight because we could see just how small Canberra really was. It was a spec amongst a whole lot of nothing, and the nothingness went on forever.

It was a great city to visit and I would have liked to stay there a few days more since there were many museums, but I could see why people wouldn’t want to live there, because there wasn’t that much to do, otherwise. Now we had to drive to Melbourne because in 2 days we had to return the bus. Not far out of Canberra, we happened to see what is probably the most spectacular historical monument and tourist attraction in Australia “The Dog on the Tuckerbox.” I’d never heard of it but at least a page is written about it on Wikipedia, so it must be important.

Dog on a Tuckerbox

That night we pulled into a rest area to sleep, which was nice because at night it was pitch black and the stars were the clearest and most distinct than we had yet seen them on our trip. We tried to take pictures but our cameras weren’t well qualified for taking night pictures.