Mount Victoria is a sleeeeepy sleepy town in the blue mountains, a couple of hours drive outside of Sydney. We went to stay there for a couple of days on a really good groupon deal (highly advise checking it out), where we stayed at Cedar Lodge Cabins for next to nothing.
I’d been lusting after this place ever since some photos popped up on Instagram. Blue skies, flower galore, and food in abundance – The Grounds is a place of dreams.
We went on a Saturday with 8 of our housemates and it was chaos to say the least. So so so busy, we were running around trying to take it all in and avoid the hoards of people. That being said, we managed to get a table in the restaurant pretty sharpish. The food was nice and the company even better. But if you do go to visit I’d say choose a weekday if possible. I’d love to see the place minus a million people.
Who doesn’t love a nice walk on a Sunday? Especially when it’s in the Australian bushland, which turns out to be just an hours train ride from Sydney city centre. Meet Hornsby, where we began the Blue Gum Walk.
Goose Fair is a tradition in Nottingham that I’ve been going to ever since I can remember. The first weekend of October brings… autumn leaves falling from the trees, cold weather, wrapping up in scarves and hats and gloves, hot cups of tea and… the fair!
This year I went with my family including my 6 year old sister, which made it all the more magical. When we were younger the fair seemed the size of the city and as high as mountains. Never ending lights, screams of joy, smells, lovely food, dark but enchanting… when we’re older it definately seems smaller (because we are bigger?!), full of weirdos if I’m honest… but it still has the same nostalgic pull (and I still love it).
This time was also particularly nice for me as it’ll be the last time I go for a while, with my travels looming (3 weeks!!!). We ate mushy peas and mint sauce and peanut brittle (not all at once). Walked around in the cold for hours, went on some sketchy rides… and it was still really great at age 24.
These days when I get home the last thing I want to do is look at a screen. I want to read, I want to write, I want to paint, I want to do anything that is paper based and feels real – but that’s how I stay sane as my job means looking at a PC all day. This also means that I take so many photos that never make it onto my laptop, or they do – then they sit there unedited gathering dust for weeks as I can’t face a computer screen in my spare time. Which is sad, as this is what I enjoy doing. This sunday evening I made time. Here are some photos I took in my garden back when it was light past 5pm.
What would a mojito be without the mint?
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