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Another view of the National Museum in the afternoon light. The building is a giant work of art and has so many scales of detail that days could be spent deciphering it.
I should mention at this point that Canberra isn't exactly a warm place in winter. From what I can remember, every night I was there experienced below zero temperatures and the days didn't peak far into the double digits. Luckily there was always good food to warm things up again, most of which I hadn't tried before (from Devine Pita to Wagamama, Nando's to Zen Yai, plus a few cafés along the way - everything delicious and in great company!).
Remember the clichés I talked about? If there ever was an over-photographed Canberra vista, this is it. In the evening from Mt Ainslie, where the sun was down, the wind was up and thus it was ridiculously cold even with the supreme protecting power of hoodies, the overlook featured great views of the Australian War Memorial, ANZAC Parade, Lake Burley Griffin and the Old and New Parliament Houses. The symmetry is striking when the complete Parliamentary Triangle of the CDB, the Parliament and Russell Hill is in view. Once thoroughly frozen, we left for a warmer place.