After Confest last week, Nia and I spent a couple of days in Wagga Wagga. 
Wagga is my home town, where I grew up.   I hadn’t been back there for about 15 years, and although a few things had changed, the town was much like I remembered.

We camped on the Murrumbidgee River bank (Wagga Beach, as it is optimistically called by the chamber of commerce), and barbecued lamb cutlets in the twilight with a bottle of sparkling wine.  I also got myself a new hat at an army disposal store.  My old straw hat died a while back, so i got a tougher one, made of kangaroo hide, which has a clever design allowing it to be flattened or crushed into a bag, without damage.  It should come in handy when im trying to look cool and sophisticated in Europe later this year.

 
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