Sydney Scenes (part 2)

We climbed a bell tower. 
Can't say that's a common occurrence in my usual week!




 These are the little adventures that come with fantastical friends like Justin and game friends who don't mind a late-night climb (Rich & Kate, we salute you!)

I, for one, was not so brave. A little trembly at times, to be honest! My long dress & flip flops didn't really assist balancing on the old ladders, nor did my desire to snap pictures mid-climb.

Turns-out I have quite a crush on old, enormous, ear-splitting bells - they are a beautiful work of art, both to hear & see!

 
 

Two tiny spiral staircases & three ladders later, we were a-top the tower. After I'd recovered my composure & stopped the knee wobblies, it was breathtaking.

 

{Justin, Kate & Nate}
 
 
  {York St: old & new}

We spied on Sydney, in the warm evening air, from the bell tower of the oldest church in the city. Accompanied by Justin's historical gems & overall group wonder, it was marvelous.

And to know that age has not been a hurdle to the vitality & life within these church walls is even more marvelous!

{St Philips in the daylight}

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