The Blue Mountains

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“Mosaic of Australian wonders”
(This is my attempt to share bits of our trip in a new, visionary, “Beaudoin” Haiku style…(!?!??))

Gypsies; fearing where they’d sleep
But in awe of their surroundings,
Awake from the wagon’s bed every morning.
(Our house is a station wagon)

Gipsies; now the girl
Locked out in her layers of dirt
Has to be a ninja in men’s shower.
(What an adventure sneaking in a youth hostel! I never spent so long with my mouth shut!)

Endless varieties of colorful parrots
Big, small, sounds like heaven and/or electronics
R2D2 riding along with the Castafiore. >
(So far this IS what makes Australia different, please check the out the “whip bird”, it’s fantastic!)

Recycled containers brought in by community
Fill in your soul; pour in your soaps and oils
Organic and local wonders in “Bulkland”
(The Blue Mountain Food Coop brought me a lot of responsible consumer joy. )

Ahhh! Head on collision!
Not yet. Put on your blinkers! Not the wipers!
Everything is on the OTHERside.
(Marc is getting really good at driving on the left side of the road)

Tree ferns, huge!
Three-four-five hour hike in a dream Marvel!
Eucalyptus sings along with life in Daruk’s sacred land.
(Daruk are the aboriginal people of the Blue Mountains)

Oh oh Bruno, open mike show
I’ve never seen a cowboy rocking like you,
Tourists alone, in Katoomba’s local’s den.
(Traveler’s tip: always be on the lookout for local events. You’ll meet great and unique people and learn about the land)

Slithering bush snake
Today is the first
Marc’s weird dance to avoid stepping on it.
(I never thought that Marc was so good at Irish dancing!)

See HIS view
His and Hers Pictures