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As me move north towards Broken Hill we enter the desert country.  I adore this landscape.

We stop at Broken Hill for an hour or so before rejoining the train for our overnight trip to Sydney.


  1. Yes, I know the joys of a desert landscape after discovering it in recent years.

  2. I love this landscape, too. It calls to me.

  3. This is the Australia I have never seen, so thanks Joan.

    1. You must catch the train to Broken Hill one day Mark. Broken Hill is a great destination in its own right.

  4. I also love deserts but, unfortunatelly, my nose likes some moisture and it's hard for me to breath and sleep at night when I'm in such a dry environment.

  5. It makes you realise how big is our country.


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