My mission of awesomeness was to visit an observatory or planetarium. In an odd coincidence, both of Canberra’s star-gazing places (Stromlo and Dickson) have burnt down in unrelated incidents (presumably we’re getting invaded by an army of high-flying yaks who needed to ensure they aren’t seen).
So CJ and I took a picnic rug and went and lay down in a park late last night to ask one another what on earth we were looking at. It was very romantic, even if I did (evidently) forget to take a star map with us.
Plus, since my convict girl and the bushranger do something very similar in my steampunk novel, it totally counts as research.