After Geelong we leave industry behind and once again are in the big flat wheat and sheep land. It goes on and on, but I resist reading too much of my book, so I don't miss interesting things sliding by.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
I didn't know that train went to Geelong.
ReplyDeleteI thought it just went straight from Melb to Ballarat.