scotland the brave

I haven't done anything I was supposed to this long weekend, and I don't care.

First off, as every man and his dog had been up to Katoomba but me, i decided to go. Actually, I decided to go weeks ago and just for once, I stuck to my guns. Just for a hot chocxolate and a glimpse of any remaining autumn leaves.

So we set out early on a clear wintery morning and saw kangaroos from the train on the way up, several mobs, in fact. I thought they'd killed them all when they turned the last of the reserve over to McMansions but they seem to be thriving on the remaining pockets of wasteland. Go Skippy!
( more: this is how you do it, baby )