Trust us to be ambitious and try to squeeze in time for one more cafe visit before I left Newcastle. Imagine our horror when we realized, after leaving the cafe, that the bus stop nearest to the place didn’t have buses servicing it on Sundays! We had to walk almost 2km to the next available bus stop. (If you’re wondering how we got there in the first place… that was a whole other adventure.)
Now it’s just another memory we’ll look back on and laugh about, but at that moment I really had my doubts as to whether I’d make it back to my room before nightfall.
Despite all the drama, I managed to snap a few more pics of beautiful (but really inaccessible) Newcastle.
And yes, after almost 5 hours later, I did manage to make it back just before the sky was completely dark 😉
Someone once told me that all the beaches in Australia look the same in one way or other, but I disagree. Each beach I’ve seen here has its own unique characteristics and vibes. And in such comfortable early spring weather, who could say no to the fresh outdoor air, sea waves and blue skies?
And then, we found it. The “mysterious” place. What boundless joy!
“Forgotten Songs” – An art installation in memory of the bird species which once flew across the land, but have since disappeared due to development.
Still part of the early morning series.
I just happened to be up really early that day. At the station, I realised – how often am I going to get the chance to be at an almost-empty train station?
Somethings I tend to take for granted – the convenience within the inconvenience, the presence of a system, the reliability of a country.
Some beauty I tend to miss – in the form of clean lines, perspective, colors, symmetry and mechanical wonders.
After spending 5 days in Melbourne, where it dropped to 7 degrees in the nights and mornings, I was looking forward to returning to the warmth of Sydney, where at least autumn temperatures are supposed to be warmer.
Unfortunately, nature seemed to have other plans for us, as the state of New South Wales was hit by one of the worst storm winds in decades, causing over 200 000 homes to lose power, deaths, and traffic disturbances.
Here in the valley below the Blue Mountains, the most inconvenience we have suffered is the loss of hot water and heat. That’s all. I know people could go on about how freezing cold our water is (as if the weather isn’t cold enough) and how we’re shivering under our blankets at night because our heaters aren’t working, but if we just look at the people who have had to evacuate because of the floods and storm, we are so much more fortunate. On top of that, the accommodations office actually took the trouble to assign us alternative rooms for sleeping and bathing (I took the bathing option, just not the sleeping one). I surprised myself by feeling gratitude for all that has been arranged, instead of feeling like a victim of circumstances. All that mindfulness practice must be more useful that I thought possible. More incentive to strive on.
Today the skies and winds are calmer, and we finally see the sun. But the homes without electricity are estimated to go on without for another week, until the affected infrastructures are repaired. The roads and tracks which have been damaged will take time to repair. The lives which have been lost will never be recovered. Praying and thinking deeply for all those who are going through difficult times.
The only reason why I would go to this bus-forsaken place in Penrith was to get the X-Ray of the foot done. While hobbling back to the bus stop, which would have taken a normal-foot person about 10 minutes (and me thrice that time), I realised why the lack of bus stops – the whole street was full of car workshops, repair shops and petrol kiosks.
My poor feet.
Haru made the treacherous journey feel a little better, though.
Maybe the period between winter and spring should be called… Springter.
And it will be known as the perfect season.
When the sun is shining but it’s not too warm, when the wind is blowing but it’s not too cold, when the clouds appear leisurely and you can decide to pack your lunch, sit outside your house and enjoy your meal watching the sky go by.
One of the rare days when I was still out after 5, giving me the chance to get caught in the wonderful fading light of day (and the really cold wind).