Spent the night in a boutique hotel in Albury. (A Midnight Oil song was playing when I walked into the lobby. Peak Australia.)
The main street had architecture that reminded me of the Old West (if heavily painted over.)
It’s absurd that I’ve never made this connection before but the period of the Old West was contemporaneous with the Victorian Era. Wooden saloon doors and gas lamps and velvet? It was all right there, hiding in plain sight.
Pingback: Victorian II | Words Fail Me