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Market City
We owned and lived in an apartment in that block towering over Market City. On our way back from the visit with our cousin we decided to pop in for lunch and take a short trip down memory lane starting with familiar Asian smells (its in China Town) but I can't photograph those.
Tumbleweed It was August (known to be a windy month of the year) and it was blowing a gale. Tumbleweeds hurtled across our path, pressed forward by the busy wind. While I was photographing the tumbleweed, I braved the icy blast to find a few more tiny flowers and fruits by the roadside.
The Pinnacles, Broken Hill Clear blue sky is very dull! But there is something of interest in the image. These odd shaped mountains appear on the skyline just outside the city. I had planned otherwise for my closing sky today. On a hill outside town there are wonderful sandstone sculptures which I saw the last time I was here. I planned to photograph them against the setting sun but we left our run too late, so you don’t get to see them until our return journey.
Where is market City? Nice to go down memory lane now and then.
ReplyDeleteHaymarket. On the edge of Chinatown and over the road from the Entertainment centre. Paddys market is on the ground level.
DeleteI went to uni around the corner at UTS so this is memory lane for me too. And you're right, a China Town has a very distinctive smell.
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