Every now and then I get weird urges/ ideas. One which I've wanted to do for the past couple of months was to walk along my train line for as long as possible and one day to eventually walk the whole way. There are 23 stations on my train line and it's a considerably long way, however this Monday a couple of my closest friends and I decided to take advantage of the sunny day and attempt this task.
We took the train into the city and from there we headed off back the way we came, but this time on foot. We started at 10:30am and we didn't stop for any breaks or sit down until 4:45pm at our 17th station, and that was only because the sun was beginning to set and we didn't want to walk in the dark. But we walked the majority of the train line and I can honestly say that it was one of the most proudest moments of my life and I'm so glad that I got to share that feeling with my two amazing friends (who happily agreed to go along with my crazy plan).
At the end of the day, the area between my hips and thighs were a bit achy, and when I finally sat down after that walking marathon, I felt like a marshmallow melting on a hot surface. It was glorious having a long warm shower and curling up in my pyjamas that evening, while stuffing my face with a hearty roast and watching TV. But I had such a fantastic day. It was a really beautiful day with bright blue skies, and being winter, the sun wasn't harsh or burning. We got to walk through unfamiliar streets, noticing things we never would have realised existed if we were on our usual train journey. It was really interesting seeing the differences in suburbs as we got further and further away from the city, starting off with the old terrace houses of the inner suburbs then gradually moving through to houses surrounded by eucalyptus and native plants in more of our local areas.
Plus, it was great spending time with my friends and we're planning to finish walking the rest of the train line one day soon. And like the great selfie generation the 21st century has become, we managed to document our progress and the sites, but in the sake of anonymity, here is a photo of the scenery of our midway point in the journey:
We took the train into the city and from there we headed off back the way we came, but this time on foot. We started at 10:30am and we didn't stop for any breaks or sit down until 4:45pm at our 17th station, and that was only because the sun was beginning to set and we didn't want to walk in the dark. But we walked the majority of the train line and I can honestly say that it was one of the most proudest moments of my life and I'm so glad that I got to share that feeling with my two amazing friends (who happily agreed to go along with my crazy plan).
At the end of the day, the area between my hips and thighs were a bit achy, and when I finally sat down after that walking marathon, I felt like a marshmallow melting on a hot surface. It was glorious having a long warm shower and curling up in my pyjamas that evening, while stuffing my face with a hearty roast and watching TV. But I had such a fantastic day. It was a really beautiful day with bright blue skies, and being winter, the sun wasn't harsh or burning. We got to walk through unfamiliar streets, noticing things we never would have realised existed if we were on our usual train journey. It was really interesting seeing the differences in suburbs as we got further and further away from the city, starting off with the old terrace houses of the inner suburbs then gradually moving through to houses surrounded by eucalyptus and native plants in more of our local areas.
Plus, it was great spending time with my friends and we're planning to finish walking the rest of the train line one day soon. And like the great selfie generation the 21st century has become, we managed to document our progress and the sites, but in the sake of anonymity, here is a photo of the scenery of our midway point in the journey:
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