Parramatta

Langlan and I are tearing up Parramatta while Andrew does some work at the refinery. So far we have gone on the free bus twice, walked by the river, walked to Westfield and bought overpriced sushi, eaten cup noodles on the hotel floor, and this:






The carpark below us is being dug up so Langlan has spent quite a bit of his time with his nose glued to the window. He doesn't seem too bothered that we don't have a view of the Harbour Bridge this time!