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2014 Photos (cont)

We stopped at Gaynda  for lunch. The weather was rather hot. Not a cool place to be found.





The next trip for the year, we went on another trip where we had lunch at a hotel in Kin Kin. In the last floods the hotel went under water in the floors. The trip was to help Monty celebrate his birthday.



















This is all I have time to do today. I was doing some cleaning out then had to go out this afternoon. Will continue with more photos of my trips. The weather was very hot. The air-conditioning in the bus had to work hard to keep the inside reasonably cool. Each time the bus stopped we had to open the windows.
These photos were taken at the local shop.
Happy viewing. Will get back to stories when I catch up with other work. I was brain tired at the end of last year. Not entering competitions this year. Novel length stories take a lot of brain work. Especially, when the length of time is short.

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