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I spy

The first Royal Hotel for the trip to add to collection.  What a great start.  May there be many more!

I have also posted a new Royal from Rainbow, Victoria contributed by Red Nomad Oz who do amazing Australian adventures.


  1. Your collection is growing! :-)

  2. I have another one for you which I collected in Port Macquarie. Not sure if I have already sent it to you a couple of years ago. I will send again this evening when I return from my excursion to Wangi Wangi.

    1. I think you posted it on your blog once but it was before I had set up the gallery. So it would be great to get it from you.

      Where on earth is Wangi Wangi?

  3. We stopped for lunch on the way to Sydney at the Royal Hotel Singleton, I didn't have my camera with me but I did think of you.

    1. Thanks for thinking of me. I have already got that one in the collection so none to worry.

  4. Hm, since I can't contribute to the Royal Hotel series but I could say something about train stations ;-): where did the Westlander post vanish to?

    1. Well that was a post I was scheduleing in advance and forgot to put the date on. I will come back sometime on the future.


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