We weren't drawn to the town in search for alluvial gold--as more the 20,000 diggers were in 1852-- but instead we were looking for a public toilet. When we drove into town we were surprised to be greeted by wide streets, lush gardens, spectacular buildings and a majestic church. For a brief moment I felt as though I had been transported back to Europe. Before our eyes was a grand and gracious city, but it was just below our feet--in the gold-bearing quartz reefs--where the wealth with which the city was built came from.
After a short stroll through the town, where I managed not to take as many pictures as I thought I had, we jumped back into our Britz Land Cruiser and continued on our way to Mt. Buffalo.
Hi Maya, your description of the city of Bendigo sounds really wonderful. What a cool name. I really like your photos and the first one with the Christmas tree and the church in the background is beautiful. The architecture of the building in the second photo is really nice too.
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Hi Kathy. Bendigo was really a surprise. I had no idea that it would have such wonderful buildings. The Christmas Tree/Church almost made it feel like Christmas, but it was still too hot.
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