Today, I take a bushwalk through Wolli Creek Regional Park. These two suburbs are not part of that bushwalk, but they're close enough for a quick detour. Let's go.

Bexley North

Bexley North is a suburb presumably north of Bexley. As I'm yet to cover Bexley on this blog, I have no way of verifying this fact. Regardless, I can confirm that getting in here is a 20 minute train ride from Central.

Exiting the station past this trolley in the station concourse,

took me streetside. To the north of Bexley North is the exit to the suburb, and a way into Wolli Creek Regional Park, a surprisingly lush bit of bushland quite close to the city,

but before that, I should at least poke around this suburb a bit.

I hear it's to die for.

Around the corner from the station is a quiet commercial centre.

Here, you can see a totally Lawesome property lawyer,

and a Lebanese bakery,

where I learned that in Arabic, even though they write words from right to left and numbers from left to right, they write phone numbers from right to left as well (the symbols above the halal logo is their phone number).

They also have a pizza restaurant with a faux-American aesthetic, with pictures of people who I'm pretty sure haven't eaten there (like a 1980s Eddie Murphy and Arsenio Hall). Bizarre.

Heading deeper into Bexley North revealed a pharmacist with surgical walking sticks,

a dog groomer,

with dog-wedding merchandise and a Pokemon mug for some reason,

and a few rather old-school scenes.

This is in contrast to the newer-school apartment developments across the road.

Once I left the suburb's shopping district though, it was clear that there wasn't much new-school about Bexley North at all.

You can sample a round brick house,

a round mailbox,

or some more expectedly angled buildings,

just as long as it's brick.

Continuing through this very classic Aussie suburbia,

revealed this small suburban park,

complete with multicoloured light bulbs along its fence,

and not a lot of fibre.

With the sun in my eyes,

I headed back towards the quiet town centre,

well, quiet other than on the roads.

Continuing on,

I left the suburb for already-completed Earlwood and my bushwalk through Wolli Creek Regional Park.

Bexley North: Red brick all the way.

Pausing the bushwalk a third of the way through, I stopped off into the next suburb,

Bardwell Park

Like Bexley North, Bardwell Park can be accessed by starting at Wolli Creek Regional Park and heading south.

This entrance to the suburb is by an RSL club,

with fancy bushes in its carpark,

by the station,

and by another quiet commercial centre.

This one was even quieter and closeder than Bexley North's one.

Naturally, this meant just continuing into the residential bit of the suburb,

where on one side of the road are some supremely elevated houses,

and on the other is the dead commercial strip.

Bonus classic car.

Sadly, heading deeper into Bardwell Park meant taking a rather steep hill (which explains how those houses got so high).

This took me past some houses,

a naughty pup's work,

and a relaxing suburban park with plenty of trees.

Having now reached the top of the hill, I took the opportunity to look at a painting of a bird reading (well sort of, the pages are clearly facing away from the bird),

before beginning my descent.

Unsurprisingly, the houses here remain tall. This sounds cool until you realise that if you live here, you park your car in the garage and then have to walk a couple of flights of stairs to reach your actual house,