Souq: Horningsea Park

Welcome back to another instalment of "deep diving into a suburb I didn't know existed". 

Horningsea Park

Where the hell is that? Well you start at Prestons, walk west along Camden Valley Way and cross this bridge and you'll be there. 

It seems that the main point of interest here is the Sydney Trash and Treasure Bazaar,

also known as this vaguely Arabian building.

Flea markets are usually an interesting time, but I was actually arriving as everyone was packing up. Nevertheless, I figured I'd at least head in to see what this place is. 

This meant heading down the really long driveway on foot (well, on kick-scooter),

while also peeking in through the chain link fence. As expected, I found a flea-market packing up amongst a generically Arabian Nights themed carpark.

I eventually reached the front (back) door, where I was able to take a fun picture, and ultimately decide that there wasn't much point heading in to look at people stow boxes of phone cases into their vans. 

So I headed back out. 

And onto the Camden Valley path that has served me well through this latest jaunt through Southwest Sydney.

I eventually reached this sign, instructing me of the street to take to leave the main road and enter the suburb proper. 

This all led to some more fairly typical aspirational suburbia. Regular houses with lawns, 

gum-treed footpaths, 

and this grassy mound I for some reason had to climb to proceed. 

I thought this was a public path, but it seems I accidentally ended up on a mansion's driveway. Whoops. 

Escaping the jaws of grey-area trespassing, 

I continued deeper uphill into the suburb. 

Here I found more well-kept Western Sydney suburbia, with fairly modern brick houses, 

some modest and some not, but all the kind you don't really look twice at.  

I eventually reached this roundabout, where I noticed Strzlecki Drive. This road may either be named after Sir Paweł Strzlecki, the Polish explorer who named Mount Kosciuszko, or perhaps his great granddaughter Sharon. We may never know. 

I took Sharon Street, past more of this same style of suburbia, 

with special mention having to go to this one house's awesome seahorse fountain. 

On a more serious note, if your baby was in Horningsea Park a few weeks ago and lost their dummy, please check this driveway. 

The road continued uphill, 

eventually leading me to the huge Strzlecki Park. 

This park is mainly just a huge patch of grass and trees, but does have a reasonable play area too. 

Continuing on past the great cement spheres of Horningsea, 

I was led back to the street. 

From here, it was only a very short distance until I crossed the border into my next suburb.

Horningsea Park: Weird name, weirder flea market, okay suburb.