It was about a 130km drive up to the Blue Mountains to see the three sisters and visit the National Park. There was a cable car that took us down into the rain forest and we did a walk around the wooden footpaths and then walked down to a waterfall. We then took the scary train back up and Allistar took the other cable car that went across vertically and came back. It was a lot cooler temperatures in this area, but at least it was a sunny day.
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I love the Blue Mountains but I can quite understand the eyes closed and covered on the train. It is such a drop.
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