Monthly Archives: March 2011

I left in the morning before the Japanese bloke got up, so I never learned how he intended to resolve his dilemma. The day for me offered another 10 hours in a bus to Adelaide. At least the bus had … Continue reading →

And so I left Sydney, by train at 7:30AM. I was intrigued to find out exactly what I would see on the away. My destination was a small town called Echuca, on the Murray River than forms a natural border … Continue reading →

Echuca I was only stopping as Echuca as a place to break the journey between Sydney and Adelaide, from where I would be catching the train to Alice Springs. I had wanted to go to Broken Hill (scene of the … Continue reading →

Blue Mountains Perhaps I shouldn’t have been so keen to get to the Blue Mountains. They were shrouded in fog when I arrived, and nothing could be seen. Disappointed, I decided to make the best of it and do the … Continue reading →

With Richard’s parents over from the UK for the wedding, he wanted to make the most of their time together, so his and Lynda’s honeymoon to New Zealand wasn’t until the end of the week. A fishing trip on a … Continue reading →

BBQ It’s true. Castlemaine XXXX does not give hangovers. Nor does the local wine. Poor Charmaine had finished the evening with spirits, so was the only one visible suffering the BBQ hosted by Lynda’s parents the next morning. Her poor … Continue reading →

Lynda & Richard's Wedding Day of the Wedding! The ceremony wasn’t until 3:30PM, so Richard, his parents and I went to a nearby olive grove and vineyard to sample their wares, the Hunter Valley, in which Muswellbrok sits, being one … Continue reading →

Today was the drive up to Muswellbrook, Lynda’s hometown where her parents still live, and where the wedding would be (well, technically the ceremony was five miles up the road in Aberdeen, but the reception was back in Muswellbrook). It … Continue reading →

As the crow flies, Newcastle (NSW, not upon Tyne) is only 60 miles from Sydney. Add in the detour around Lake Macquarie, and it is closer to 100 miles. Still, no obvious reason why the express train took 2 hours … Continue reading →

Sydney Opera House I had already arranged to get the train up to Richard’s the following day, and with at most a day after the wedding to see any more of Sydney, realised this could be my last day of … Continue reading →