My black jeans are missing in action; not really, they’ve just been hanging on the clothes line for a few days because of Melbourne’s random weather and my laziness. This meant I had no choice but to wear the green jeans today. Any day I wear my green jeans outside has to be a day that I do something semi blog worthy, and so, after checking my work shifts for this week I stayed on the 623 bus from Chadstone and didn’t bother getting off until I got to Luna Park.
It was interesting to see how St Kilda had changed since the days I used to wonder the streets as a primary school kid. Well, it hasn’t changed that much, maybe for my next solo adventure I’ll take a tram up Carlisle Street – maybe.
1 comment:
Really love the second photo, nice one.
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