We woke up bloody early this morning because the wind was shaking our trailer. I was happy to sit in the quiet surroundings of the park during lunch.
Grenfell street on my way back.
Suddenly, 5 hours later it was really time to go home.
I had the feeling I was being watched.
Nicole was kind enough to pick me up so I waited in front of the door.
The view across the street.
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