Katoomba
We find the Three Sisters Motel, and check in. We're urged to go
straight to the sisters and see them as the sun sets. We waste time
unpacking - and the rapid sunset beats us. (Here the sun doesn't so much
sink as plummet.)
There's a decant
Italian / European restaurant in Katoomba. We each order a generous seafood pasta.
Nearby there are two tables with six-formers and accompanying
teachers. They are all happily playing with dough as they wait for their
meals. (The cook collects, bakes and subsequently returns their models.)
Now try getting the teenagers I know to do this! "What mental torture is this?"
This diversion would be viewed with derision, followed
by models of fine anatomical detail. |