Niamh

Today my fiends and I took a day trip to Vaucluse for a coastal walk, and never have I felt such immense dread and depression in my life. the height of pretentious suburbia boasted the houses of those who had way too much money but funnily not enough to afford an architect or landscaper. It took all are energy and the mood was immediately dampened. Never would I have thought that Australians were actually paid actors because WHY WAS NOBODY THERE. The highlight of our trip was seeing a house with 5 BMWs and 1 cherevot labeled by their number plates opts. 1-6. Please enter Vaucluse at your own risk.