
Drank a cup of mocha to flush my sleepiness inside.
Thinking what will be in Ballarat? what so special about Sovereign Hill ?

Along the way, passing suburbs, flashing back all the old memories.
Loving to see all these scenes. All the farms with baba white sheeps.
Wowo...amazing to see so many sheeps at the same time.
It was like whole field of sheepsss...
I was so exicted when I saw horses and cows everywhere too.

Haha..wow.."Ballarat here I am."
Took about 1 and a half hour to get there.
The environment brought me to dance in oldies 80' songs.
Wood made doors are so classical.

Waiting for bus, sitting at the busstop.
Facing this scenes, I think you would not get bored even a long wait.
Wonderful blue skies, calm you from a busy frusrated routine.

And how I wish I can find this in our country.
Despite the shape, actually they are almost the same.
Seriously, I love this mail box.
And I know it isn't hard to find a display little mail box selling in market.

How I wish I could post postcards to my friend from Australia.
That will be really happy for receivers.
OK, maybe this is a lesson. I will remember this next time.
Took a bus no. 8 (if I'm not mistaken) to sovereign hill.
Those colourful trees attracted me.

Came to this house when I found the bus driver
forgot to remind us until we get to the last stop.
This is a awesome house full of flowers and plants.
Seriously, I do not dare to go in. It might be vintage or the other way...
Stay tune... get to sovereign hill next...