The train trip had a little unexpected drama halfway when high winds brought down a huge tree over the lines and we were held up for about an hour while the poor train staff had to saw and carry branches off the lines but fortunately, we managed to get going again.
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| It was a big tree and the train rolled over a fair bit of the tree before it could stop |
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| The guys worked hard to free the train |
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| .... with inadequate tools, poor things |
Unfortunately we arrived very late but not too late to crack a bottle of bubble and gav=ze out at the spectacular view of lights spilling over water. Happily, this visit, we were able to book our same old shoebox in Potts Point overlooking the magnificent middle and outer Sydney Harbour. It’s a magic view (even with the crane nearby!)
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| Magnificent view! |
We woke to the most glorious sunrise and the same $million views that we fell in love with 20 years ago when we bought this little gem. We’re here only for a short visit to celebrate 40 years together and to revisit places tinged with romance and not a little nostalgia: memories of stolen weekends in Sydney half a lifetime ago. I reckoned back then that I could live here even it had to be in a shoebox. Twenty years later we fell in love with Sydney all over again when I spent a sabbatical up here and we decided we just had to buy a ‘shoebox’ (and travel up from Melbourne as often as we could!). We reluctantly sold this wee place 8-9 years ago so we could go travelling more widely - and didn’t we just do that with great gusto!
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| The advertising for our place in Potts Point when it went on the market in 2016 |
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