As expected, this homelessness caper isn’t all that much fun. Although I have to be careful in ascribing what to what. Concerns through the night were born of overstaying in this particular rest area. It was warm and comfortable – other than the godawful noise of the new fridge – so it’s the attendant problems that are bothering, not homelessness per se.
Quietly fleeing the rest area, and constrained by the same concerns prohibiting my sleeping anywhere else near the town, I headheaded down to Moruya Heads to watch the sunrise.
Southerly pushing through, cold enough to sneeze, instead of creature comforts I took some photos in the open. That can’t be too bad, and here they are as a mini photo essay.
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