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The wedding


We stayed in Adelaide for three nights.  It is a lovely city and I glimpsed the places other bloggers have shown, but I barely took a photograph. I didn't even find time to walk a Road that Beckoned.  

You see we were busy catching up with family at Angela and Dan's wedding. My clever sister made those beautiful gowns for her daughters.

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  1. first thing I noticed were the beautiful dresses, stunning. Looks like great weather too for such a special day.

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  2. Best wishes to the Bride and Groom.

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  3. Aha that was the reason for the train ride. How long did it take? Lovely shot of the wedding party. Your sister sure is clever.

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    1. Took one day Sydney -Melbourne and one day Melbourne-Adelaide then an overnight journey back home.
      With breaks in between all up a week.

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  4. A clever sister indeed Joan .... catching up with family is special and your travels there were an adventure.
    A very pretty wedding party.

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  5. Sheesh - she made those dresses?
    I'm flat out making a pillow case!
    I've never been to Adelaide - seems ridiculous seeing we are so close.
    Maybe we should sneak a quick trip in before we head up to QLD.

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