In his never-ending quest to keep me amused at week-ends (and to have some fun himself) hubby took me on another mystery tour last week-end, this time westwards towards the Blue Mountains. Not the Blue Mountains that you see in tourist brochures, with the Three Sisters, Leura, and cosy little cafes, but to ...
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| Warragamba Dam |
... a dam! Yes, after an hour or so of driving through seemingly endless suburbs, then stud farms and orchards, we arrived at Warragamba Dam, the main source of Sydney's water supply, and with Lake Burragorang behind it being four times the size of Sydney Harbour, the reason why a sizeable part of the Blue Mountains is inaccessible.
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| Eels on a mission |
Not only that, I have since learnt that the name of Parramatta, the oldest inland European settlement in Australia, now part of Greater Sydney and not so far far from the dam, is an anglicisation from the Aboriginal dialect 'Barramattagal' meaning 'place where the eels dwell'.
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| Big boys' toys |
Lunch at the Wallacia Hotel.
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| Did Henry foresee this? |
We rounded off the day with a visit to the
Campbelltown Arts Centre. The setting was very nice, with a Japanese garden, and not-so-coy Koi. The art by a New Zealand artist was quite thought provoking, but the pieces by another artist depicting various aspects of humiliation of women were fairly challenging.
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