Handing the hire car back in left us without transport for the last few days in WA, so we decided on a few days in Fremantle, a suburb of Perth. No more camping for a few days and a proper bed; exactly what we needed! We have been staying in a hostel called Pirates, run by a guy called Vaughn, a life long backpacker. It is a bit of a party hostel and on the first night it was the weekly BBQ party night. The food was good, the wine was even better and before midnight we made our way to bed!
The next day we were up early and off to Fremantle prison. The prison closed in 1991 and had been used s a maximum security prison since the early 1800s. It was built by convicts sent over from England as slaves (cheap labour for the rich settlers). The building has been kept the same since it closed in 1991, which is more or less what it was like in the 1800s too! In 1991 prisoners still didn't have proper toilets; they had buckets in their cells. Two prisoners would share a small cramped room and they would also share the bucket. Cells would get up 50 degrees in the summer and you could only imagine what kind of smells would be lingering round. We also saw the hanging room, where over 40 prisoners took their final breath.The prison was home to some of Australia's most famous criminals and it definitely made for a interesting if not a different kind of morning out in Fremantle.
That afternoon like many other afternoons, we made our way down to the beach so Bex could top up her tan. While Bex topped up her tan I went on my daily run, which is now about a half marathon!! Yes, I do it every day! And it may seem a bit obsessive but it has actually been a lot of fun, as well as quite a lot of pain. Australia is fantastic for outdoor activities like running, cycling and swimming. I can see why people are so eager to move here, but still it's just a tad too far from home for me, and it's still a bit behind the rest of the modern world in other respects!!