Friday saw me going to the town of Katoomba, cadging a lift from Peter Hayes up to the blue mountains... Some stunning scenery and a lot of tourists. I also stayed in my first backpackers, I was definitely the oldest there and I understand why people get private rooms. Sleep is not the first priority.
Katoomba is home to a lot of lost old hippies. "And where you going love" said the wooly scarf wearing old man in 30 degrees.
They are called the blue mountains (Tour Guide Bernie) because of the eucalyptus oil that gives off a haze with a slight blue tone, which gives them their name.
(There's been a fault with the picture) I'll upload soon.
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