After Castlemaine staying with my sister, my second night on the road I pitched my tent at Tintinara on a couple square metres of grass called the caravan park; reminded me of the project of a Studio8 colleague which was a series of camp grounds scattered around Woomera townsite on vacant lots, each one managed by the house owner next door.
Wandering around town the next morning I came across this very nice piece of drainage infrastructure - a concrete ditch across an asphalt road.
A parking bay next to the shire offices, the footpath is concrete, the parking bay unpaved. If ound this really appealing. Something about a relaxation of priorities, perhaps...
After Castlemaine staying with my sister, my second night on the road I pitched my tent at Tintinara on a couple square metres of grass called the caravan park; reminded me of the project of a Studio8 colleague which was a series of camp grounds scattered around Woomera townsite on vacant lots, each one managed by the house owner next door.
Wandering around town the next morning I came across this very nice piece of drainage infrastructure - a concrete ditch across an asphalt road.
A parking bay next to the shire offices, the footpath is concrete, the parking bay unpaved. If ound this really appealing. Something about a relaxation of priorities, perhaps...
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Yes, that makes sense - a bit of subversive natural disorder in amongst the controlled environment. A place to breathe.
Bit different to Albany road makers' obsession with concrete curbing.
I for one love those sandy parking bays under a tree, everything just relaxes and fender benders are so seldom in places like that.
quite so.
tintinara is an interesting little town.
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