We drove to the nearest train station around 9.30am and were taken aback - there was a long queue of about 30m at the front. I did a quick scout while Rob waited at the back of the queue with Jimmy and realized it was just for people buying train tickets (as those who don't normally travel by train don't have a smartrider to tag on).
That was the first small hurdle.
The next hurdle - the train that arrived was absolutely jam-packed with people heading into the city, all with the same aim as us. Another 10minutes wait and the next train was the same. We decided to fly into the train on the other side, heading in the opposite direction to Mandurah. A few stops later, we hopped out and raced back into a train with some space. Within a stop or 2, it was full and there was no room for anymore passengers when the train got to the train station we had initially waited at.
Now before I continue, I have to state how much I hate crowds. As I've gotten older, I really can't stand crowds anymore. It's been years since I've been to the Perth Royal Show, as I-HATE-CROWDS.
So what am I doing, being part of a crowd, standing in a crowd, crowding around a street???? I've never ever seen SO many people in Perth city before.
There are people with strollers, young families, older people .... anyone and everyone in Perth seems to want to see the Giants. As we stand near the road, protecting our precious little spot in the hot sun, I set off to find a toilet for Jimmy ... there's nothing nearby and I improvise with an empty juice bottle and a quiet office alley.
Finally the girl Giant arrives atop a moving ship. There's water splashing around, loud music and it's very festive. Jimmy jiggles around and seems to enjoy it. Me .... meh. Nothing much amazes me these days.