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Achterkant van ons
appartement in Surfers Paradise, ziet er toch niet
gek uit! |
Joris en ik op ons
balkon in Surfers Paradise |
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Tent met 1,5 stok,
maar heeft z'n dienst gedaan |
Hier zou ik kunnen
omschrijven wat deze foto voorstelt en waarom ik
deze heb gekozen |
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Hostel The Castle,
Sydney, errug gezellie |
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There’s
only two people who live in Cook, a lonely ghost
town straddling the train tracks in the middle of
the Nullarbor, next door to nowhere and no-one: Jan
and Ivor Holberton. Apart from a twice weekly gaggle
of tourists who have rolled off the Indian Pacific
to stretch their legs with a few laps of the
deserted township, the only people who come to stay
are the train drivers. Cook is a driver changeover
point on the 4352 km run across Australia. |
