
Steph, cousin and hostess extraordinaire, has been showing us bits and pieces of this glorious city that we might not have spent time in on our own. As much as I love exploring places on my own, it is always possible to miss the gem in front of my face because as a first time visitor, I lack context. Steph and Scott, the cousins we are meeting through them, and my friend Marianne, have provided so much rich context for which I am so thankful. Yesterday, Scott and I talked a bit about how we connected- his meeting David’s folks when he was a high school exchange student, David getting in touch with him as his interest in family grew just before his death, Cheshire meeting Scott when he was traveling in NYC, our meeting at Rita’s wedding, and the larger faceboook family group. Serendipity played no small part, small pieces of a moving puzzle that needed some magic to connect. And then, here we are!

On the train from Umina Beach to Sidney Central and then Randwick, traveling from a quite northern suburb of Sydney to the center.
Back to Sydney!
West MacDonnell National Park and Finke River. An early morning walk close to our last campsite. We were still pretty cold but in good humor.

After our Kata Tjuta walk, we climbed back in the van heading for a prime viewing spot to see the sun set at Uluru.
Written on 7 July