We docked in Fremantle which is really a suburb area of Perth.  The ship docked at 4:00 pm  on Monday and left at 4:00 pm on Tuesday.  When we pulled into port this funny looking ship was in port.  It is a livestock ship and can hold up to 10,000 sheep or 400 cows.  Most of the time they are taken to Saudi Arabia to be slain under Islamic law.

Fran and I went out the first day and took the free bus around two different routes.  It gave us an overview of Fremantle.  I have been here before and had toured Perth which included Kings Park and the Swan River.
We then walked and found a pub to have a beer.  It was about 94 degrees and the beer was appreciated.  When we stop at these pubs to have a beer it is a great place to learn about and watch the people coming and going so there is a second reason for making these stops.

We then went back to the ship and ate outside on the ocean deck.  By that time the air had cooled and it was a glorious evening.  Perfect temperature.  The folkloric show was a hoot.  I managed to stay for one number but when they started to  talk I left.  Fran stayed for the next number and when back at her cabin called me and was hysterical with laughter.  These fat and quite ugly old men did a number called the red kangaroo and hopped all over the stage.  These men were nothing like the good looking Polynesian dancers with their rippling muscles.

The next day I enjoyed an empty ship and didn’t go any where.  It was 100 degrees outside.