One of my lifelong dreams was realized back in 1987 when I visited Australia. Oz has always exerted a strong pull on me; at once familiar and comfortable, yet exotic and surreal. Flying for nearly 24 hours straight and having my luggage lost for 2 days was well worth it.
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Yes of course I took a picture of the Opera House in Sydney. Doesn't everyone? When I first saw the Opera House it was from the air as our plane flew over Sydney just as the sun was rising. It was then I realized I was truly in Australia, and was profoundly moved.
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The two photos above were taken at Bondi Beach, outside Sydney. The beach was very beautiful and the surrounding area reminded me strongly of a very clean, gorgeous California. I visited in January, which was the height of the southern summer, and the weather was absolutely superb.
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This is a photo of Flagston Park in Melbourne. Melbourne truly is a "city of parks". Everywhere you went were gorgeous parks bursting with flowers. And tree possums! At night you would walk by the park and see the big-eyed mammals hanging on the trees, peering at you.
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