It seemed smaller than I remembered it. It had been almost 20 years I guess.
Things get built up in the head sometimes.
My minds eye held a frame of hot orange and yellow dirt clashing with the cold dark grey blue of the sea divided only by a gash of shadow sent by the setting sun in the west.
The great sea cliffs where the barren desolate waste of the Nullarbor falls into the crashing, moody South Pacific Ocean.
Yeah…. Sea. Cliffs.