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Day 31 to Day 32 Tuesday 18 & Wednesday 19 August Drive to Moss Vale from Wisemans Ferry The little towns we passed through along the way were Maroota, Pitt Town then Windsor take B59 –where we stopped for coffee at local the local park. Drove on through Penrith then took the Silverdale Road to The Oaks, then stopped at a park in Thurlmere, which has a very large train musuem. Through Balmoral ...
... other our favourite songs on YouTube. Drooling over \r\food. Talking, adventuring...
We have the same sense of humour. The same life values. And most importantly, we're
solidly on each others' team. He walked around the block the first time I ate too much red onion and had to poop at his house. That's love.
He knows me. And still loves me.
I still have that same feeling when I see him waiting for me. Sea green eyes. ...
... see two whales (presumably a mother and calf) out at sea bobbing up to the surface. It seemed as though it was a learning exercise as the larger whale would show their flipper or clear their blowhole and the smaller whale would follow accordingly. It happened in the blink of an eye but we did get to see the whales breach out of the water as well which even from a distance was impressive. After a while these two began to swim west and another two appeared swimming to the east. ...
... us Queenbeyan instead of Canberra but what the heck! By now we were ready to find a caravan park in order to survive the -6 overnight temperatures predicted.
We settled in early due to the very cold conditions. My attempts to contact Thelma were finally rewarded but only to find that she was in fact not where she should be. She had been admitted to Canberra's Hospital Emergency undergoing ...
... to be part of one outside Sydney.
On the way back to our HQ (Cemil's place), I saw someone cooler than me on a bike. In his hand...a mallet. Bikes and mallets? fast forward 30 minutes, and we are at the Shipping container village watching Bicycle Polo. The place couldn't be more hipster with its waxed moustaches, recycled everything and vintage patio furniture. The containers themselves converted into street food kitchens. ...