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The end of the journey


I wake from a restful sleep and gaze out the window. The land is soft, green and undulating.  I guess we must be near Oberon and when I see Tarana station pass by my guess is confirmed.

Soon we will be at Lithgow and start the climb past our Blue Mountains home and down to Sydney.

That's the end of the photos. It was a work day.  I settle into the lounge with my computer and answer emails while magnificent but familiar country passes by.

The trip has left me hungry for more train rides.  I look forward to one day doing the full 3 day Indian Pacific run to Perth and The Ghan which runs up through the red centre from Adelaide to Darwin.  But I also know we are going to have to hit the road and go see those places by car.

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  1. Another really beautiful photo.
    Soft and lovely.

    Here's a good train trip:
    http://www.palaceonwheels.co.uk/
    Rajasthan

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    1. That train is awesome. I am not sure however that I will add it to my bucket list ... the tariff looks a bit high.

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    2. Do you reckon - Just over 1 week - all meals, entrance tickets to stuff, an ensuite room for about $500 each? I thought that was a good deal!

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    3. $500 each oer night. Pretty good value for the quality offered but multiply that by 8 and by 2 and airfaires and it all adds up.

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  2. I did the Indian Pacific from Kalgoorlie to Sydney starting on Xmas day many years ago. Weirdly, despite wanting to relive this grand adventure, Great Southern Rail is yet to award me a freebie!!! But, I live in hope ...

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    1. We were on an off-season two for one deal ... so I guess one of us was travelling for free.

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  3. It is always good to get home though even though you want more. We have travelled all over Switzerland by train and once I went from Paris to Prague by train. European trains are so much better than ours I hate to say.

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    1. We did a one month eurail trip 30 years ago on a grand European tour and absolutely the trains are better. In those days we spent our time hopping from city to city to do the famous galleries etc. whereas today I would spend more time looking at the scenery and simply enjoying the journey, in other words more time on the trains less time at the destinations.

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  4. Great to see lots of different landscapes in one trip.

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