The Dream House
Living in a tree house or a shoe house or a fruit (eg: grape) house had been childhood fantasy dream and for some (rich) people, it did turn reality. I've always like Gummi Bears since young; living in a cute cosy house with secret doors that leads to different places (the town, the forest, the river), drinking gummi juicy and bouncing here and there and everywhere; minus the ogres of course.




To my surprise there is a tree house which a family of 8 or 10 (I can't remember how many exactly; need to ask my collegue) lived in. The tree is not far from Adelaide, about 45 minutes drive towards Barossa Valley. With the cutesie fantasy I had in mind, when I saw the picture "I" showed me, my reaction was ......................................................................................................................................................
See for yourself:
........................................................................................................................ -.- isn't it
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