the day dawned and it was raining, but not to have a plans dampened we donned our coats and drove to the station.
just last week, I had found a vintage shopping trolley. One like my Nan had. Perfect for my planned jaunts on the train!
[Joe had to play around with my camera while I stood waiting, for the train to pull in at Springwood station]
the trip takes about half an hour, the train climbing through mountain villages. we even went past our old home Inglewood!
once we arrived, we walked down Katoomba St, in the wet. me feeling very much like my grandmother as I pulled my canvas trolley along.
our first stop was morning tea.. so many cafes to choose from. we chose Mountain Harvest. a place that sells a large assortment of teas. I chose China Rose and a coconut nest with melted chocolate. Joe had his favourite, toast with peanut butter. very simple. we are simple folk
after we had finished, we decided to do a few op-shops. there are about 5 in Katoomba and various other second hand, junk or antique shops - call them what you wish.. all selling a variety of stuff.
I love going into op shops looking through racks of second hand clothes.
I gathered quite an assortment of dresses, tops and shoes.
I am beginning to feel like I am playing dress ups. what a fun thing to look forward to: for the rest of my life, I can play dress ups - op shops are my dressup box and it doesn't really matter what I look like - this goes with that and everything in between. dresses from the 80's are taking on a real fashion statement.
when I was younger, I always dressed a little 'out there'.. over the past few years, I really don't know what happened.. I had lost my creative spark in the way I dressed.. but since moving to Villa Maria, it is like something is awakening & I am finding that I dress differently. I still love my 'uniform' of jeans and tees but more so moving into dresses and such.. like i use to wear years ago.
[I spied this tourist bus and just had to take a photo for you!]
Katoomba is one of my favourite towns in the Mountains..
a place where people paint their cars.
an eclectic mix of people - buskers, tourists with the jumpers tied very fashionably around their shoulders, japanese tourists walking with the hand behind their backs, teenage school boys spitting on the footpath [made me feel sick.] locals just sitting on sidewalk cafes talking to friends. others going shopping.. backpackers.
then once we had our fill of op-shops and my trolley could take no more parcels.. we had lunch. choosing a place we use to frequent when we first met. The Paragon. where we use to have pie & peas with chips n gravy
built in 1916, the Paragon has actually declined from its former glory and no longer can you buy pie n peas. more's the pity.
so I had soup and Joe settled for a late breakfast of scrambled eggs and mushrooms
the Paragon is famous also for its chocolates which are made upstairs above the restaurant. I didn't buy any this time.
'dark wood panels with Grecian style carved designs'.. decorate the booths made from various Oaks.
and then home.. I think this train trip to Katoomba is going to become something we do often.
today is the Feast of Our Lady of Sorrows so I decorated my altar in honour of that:
some pink flowers & white candles.. I read that somewhere.. chamomile flowers are used to but none flowering in my garden at the moment.. so the pink azaleas will do.
[you will notice that I no longer call Joe, 'dutch husband'..not sure why, it just doesn't feel right here at Villa Maria.. things have changed - alot.]