Spent all day being a tourist. Took the ferry to the city, walked up the staircase — since the escalators go down during morning rush hour — to an American Diner called the Flying Pan (it totally didn’t occur to me that it’s a stupid racial pun until it was pointed out to me later, I just thought frying pans flying across the diner was a good image.)
Wandered around the botanic gardens, established in 1864! It’s incredible to think how much growth happened around these gardens.
Took the Peak Tramway up the mountain.
Walked down the mountain. It was a slow realization that the entire mountain was encased in concrete to prevent erosion. Most of it is covered in lichen and ferns, so I doubted myself until I saw fresh concrete slathered on (third picture). Lots of little streams built in as well.
Later in the day, Mitch and I stopped by a Cat Cafe 🙂