It was fascinating to walk through the sculpture park and see the incredible range of sculptures – classical to neomodern.
A good place to stumble across.
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What a voice. She sends chills through me. Another tragic lady. That version of Strange Fruit is chilling.
Today I’ll immerse myself in Billie.
We asked our driver to drop us off in the park miles away from the centre and told him we’d make our own way back. After walking around for hours we set about finding a local bus to take us back. The busses were so full people were hanging off them. They didn’t stop, they just slowed down. You grabbed hold and jumped on. I found myself hanging on, out over the road on the outside as the bus careered through the streets. It was quite a hairy ride.