Of the places I've been in NSW his would have to be one of the nicest. Hidden in a quiet valley about 25 kilometres south of Braidwood NSW is the small hamlet of Araluen.
I visited there a few weeks back and found nothing of note other than peace tranquillity and a former moving his cattle along the long paddock.
The town consists of a General Store / Pub / Accommodation House / Petrol Station, a Memorial Hall (no town is complete without a hall dedicated in memory to someone or another), a Catholic Church and a few dozen houses at the most.
It's a very special part of NSW which, once crowded with diggers mining the gold in the Deua River, now spends it's days luxuriating in peace and quiet that all small country towns jealously guard from us city folk. A friendly wave usually breaks the ice and you can strike up a conversation with a local without any problem at all.
Long Live Araluen NSW.
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