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Category Archives: walking
Lost Churches, Chocolate Coloured Horses and an Absinthe Couch
I’ve been trekking through Waterloo and Redfern hunting for lost churches. Two of them. To paraphrase Oscar Wilde, “To lose one church may be regarded as misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness.” Luckily, I think I’ve found them. Or … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Spirit of Place, Time, walking
Tagged Annunciation of our Lady Greek Orthodox Cathedral, baptism, Catholi Church, christening, churches were often built on higher ground, First Holy Communion, flaneur, Italian migrants Australia, Italian migrants in Johannesburg, Lebanese and Syrian migrants to Australia, migrants and religion, migration experience, Oscar Wilde, Police horses Redfern, Redfern history, walking in Redfern, Waterloo history, waves of immigration Australia
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The Pleasures and Sorrows of Time Travel
I’m going on a memory walk, retracing the path from Redfern Station to Sydney University that I traipsed daily as a student over thirty years ago. I’m in the mood for a little time travel. Walking along the narrow footpath … Continue reading
The Adventures of an Aeronaut – Stories from Prince Alfred Park, Sydney
It was an overcast September afternoon in 1870 as Thomas Gale waited for his balloon to fill so that he could make good his promise to take to the skies. Gale could feel the excitement of the huge crowd around … Continue reading
Edgelands
I’m on my way to visit my mother but I’m early. I don’t want to interrupt her while she’s watching her favourite soapie, the one I’ve dubbed Italian Doctors in Love, so I decide to take a detour. I get … Continue reading
My adventures with Princess Neroli
“The magic of the street is the mingling of the errand and the epiphany.” 1 It’s with a serious mission that I set off on this expedition to Carrington Road, but I’ve forgotten that these old industrial streets of the city’s … Continue reading
Posted in Habitat, Spirit of Place, Staycation, walking
Tagged adventure, aromatherapy, art deco, art deco factory fronts, Carrington Road, Cooks River, cornucopia, Diego Bonnetti, essential oils, fibre glass animals, industrial, Marrickville, Neroli Essential Oil, New Directions, Princess Neroli, Rebecca Solnit, Staycation, suburbs, Sydney props, Sydney walking tours, Tempe, The Old Garage Cafe, tourism NSW, Two Valley Trail, urban, urban walking, walking, wandering, wanderlust, wild, Wolli Creek
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Spirit of Place: Walking Burwood Road
Burwood Park is a testament to the strange and unexpected wonders that can be discovered in public spaces. I began my wander near the WWI memorial arch where I’d spied the white umbrellas of the park cafe. And I was glad … Continue reading
Posted in Spirit of Place, walking
Tagged Aboriginal tracks, Burwood, Burwood Park, Burwood Westfield's, Confucius, discovery, exploration, Golden Globe Seafood, Little Nepal, Liverpool Road, Mee Noodle House, Mint Vietnamese, Momiji Japanese, Parramatta road, public spaces, pubs, Restaurants Burwood Road, Sahara By The Park, Sandakan memorial, Sydney, Sydney Dumpling King, The Avalon Hotel, The Burwood Hotel, tourist in your own city, travel, walking, walking Sydney, wanderlust, war memorial, War memorial arch, war memorials
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Walking The Goods Line
I like walking. Now. As an adult it has led me through lush woodland and native forest, along rugged cliff tops that overlook the wild blue ocean and into cosmopolitan quarters of our rich city that I didn’t even know existed. Walking takes … Continue reading
Spirit of Place: Redfern Park
There is a beautiful fountain in Redfern Park. It’s called Lotus Line and children run through it squealing with delight. Dogs, however, stand at its edge staring in puzzlement at the spot where the water shot out and smacked them on … Continue reading
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Tagged 1967 Referendum, Aboriginal life expectancy, Aboriginal right to vote, Apology to Australia's Indigenous peoples, biami, Close The Gap, Fiona Foley, John Baptist, Kevin Rudd, land rights, Mabo, Paul Keating, Prime Minsiter, psychogeography, Recognition Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples in the Australian Constitution., Redfern Oval, Redfern Park, Redfern speech, Redfern Town Hall, Redfern Walking, Sorry, Terra Nullius
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