In the wee early hours of the morning
when most normal people
are curled up in their beds
and the sun was still nowhere to be seen
sticky (my camping buddy) and i
hopped the train to Sydney
after about two and a half hours of non stop chatting
(seriously we spend sooo much time together i don't know how
we can still manage to chat non-stop for two and a half hours)
we arrived at central station
to a beautiful sunny winters day
after a short trip on the rail link tram we arrived
at nine it looked like this by mid morning most booths were
two or three deep
(point to remember hit the booths you are most interested in early)
after two hours Sticky heard the forewarned lament
owww i want to come back tomorrow, not enough time
at 11:30 i caught up with this scraggly group of bloggers
left to right back row ( the wicked ones...lol )
left to right front row ( the teachers pets...)
it was so good to catch up with the girls in real life,
after having a rummage through each others bags, and a bit of a yak
Sticky and i dashed off
( we only had a five hours to go and we had only
finished the first two isles)
we definetly need more time here . . .
i had a good look at the art you wear exhibit, Sticky had found another
card making stall . . . .
this gorgeous dress was made by
Svenja in queensland and was called Siren of the sea
around two thirty we had finished every isle, and with encouragement
Sticky wandered off to a workshop..
i wandered off ready for a second look at some of the stalls
when i was discovered by
. . . . . Chooky . . . .
with very little encouragement i was persuaded to see the quilt display
and discovered that Chooky and i have very similar taste in quilts
This one had us Ohh ing and ahhing
unfortunately unlike my very experienced blogging friend
i didn't take a picture of the tag, so i can't tell you whom worked her
fingers to the bone to create this beauty
at quater to five with aching feet and heavy bags...
sticky and i emerged from the exhibition centre to see the sun going down over to Sydney
we had to make a mad dash for the tram, as we though our train was leaving imminently
but managed to arrive with plenty of time
( i think sticky's watch was fast, and i didn't look at myn)
on the trip home we rummaged through our bags like
two kids with their show bags, showing each other our purchases
. . . . Card makers have ALOT of gadgets . . . .
So you want to know what what we bought . . . .
Well sticky got a mountain of stuff . . .
Me . . .
well i think you will have to wait till next blog post