in photos: Exploring hunter valley

I suppose it was a sealed deal before I even got there, what with the promises of wine, rolling hills of vineyards and chocolate and cheese shops, but I really did like the Hunter Valley.

In many ways the Hunter Valley reminded me of the south of France, just better organised and not as old. I mean that as a compliment to both France and Australia. It's funny that my memories haven't been tainted by the deafening and distracting cicadas. Never before have I heard so many cicadas. I swear there were millions in a single tree which stood opposite our hotel room, though a King Parrot tried his best to get rid of a few (see below...).

The photos are going to tell the story today. They take me back to a beautiful warm sunny few days where just for a few days wine and cheese topped our agenda. It was one of my favourite destinations in our Australian road trip. Enjoy...

Frances M. Thompson

Londoner turned wanderer, Frankie is an author, blogger and perpetual traveller. She wears vintage dresses, dreams of being a mermaid and writes stories that move you.
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