Once in a life there was a journey of two to the village of Manly. This "small" land of the people is located thirty minutes from the busy life of downtown Sydney and is accessable by ferry. We took this lucky opportunity to see other locations and it was worthy to get some oceantime.
Things we found include, A candy land, Some large rocks, A habitat for endangered pocketsized penguins (but no penguins), A miniature version of the Peoples Rebuplic of North Korea, some empty roads, a one hundred and eighty degree sight of Sydney from the cliffs of North Head and the best would be an old cemetery that houses the victims of bubonic plague epidemy of 1900. It houses the corpses of 260 lost ones.
The Imperial Stormtroopers are making a train and true lady will not take a peek.
CandyCandyCandy! But too expensive...
We see you, but what you see?
That must be it, No penguins here.
Peoples Rebuplic of North Korea is actually a paradefield for mindless drones.
Where we came from...
...and where we're going.
What my knee will see is the city of Sydney and the mastery of shrubbery.
Mr Lizzard looking at us.
Nice view for the deceaced.
A memorial walk for victims of war.
War memorial has nice light in it.
Some very cool knitted graffiti.
Chilling...
We walked and walked untill we found Bondi Beach.
Lord "I don't want to be in this picture with the Pelican" Shinzon, being in the picture with a pelican.
We got VERY LOST on our way to Bondi and this is what we found on the way. Not a bad view.
The sand of Bondi is the best friend for the lovers of sculpting, for it's small grain is mouldable to any form it chooses to stick in.
This spineless sand "beast" has two large eyes and can view the world with it's radio wave sensitive fingertips. It's super toe makes sound of thump.
Where we live begins here.
I composed the prostitutes out of the frame
Shinzon on bottom left and Pocket top right.
The "Kitchen" of the industrial kind.
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