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Can "Y"ou Believe It´s Friday Again?
They have sunsets like this every night here…
...says a little note on this postcard.
Well, they did.
When we came to Darwin in 1995 it was no worries to stay overnight near Lake Andrews, where there are free public toilets and showers – where I nearly touched a redback once – a very good experience that made me look way more carefully...
As long as you behaved, all was good, we weren´t the only travelers staying there for quite a while.
When we came back in 1999 already on the way to Darwin a Ranger warned us, wild camping isn´t allowed and fined and a leaflet reminded us, it´s not “good” for nature if you stay overnight on a rest area. Um… not good?
The first night at “our old place” we got a visitor we never heard of before: The Night Patrol. They said, this time we warn you, next time we fine you $200…
I mean… we make no noise or rubbish, we don´t disturb anyone, still we leave money in town, we eat, we drink, we visit museums and all.
We wanted to see the beer can regatta, which was two weeks ahead.
So, instead of paying I don´t know how much per night, side by side with (often) noisy campers, we decided we prefer our own airstrip :-)
Yes, we drove some 50km one way and some days went to nearby hot springs instead.
Still I certainly love Darwin, don´t get me wrong!
The wonderful atmosphere at the Mindil Beaches, the shopping malls, the yummy spinach-cheese pies they had in 1995, hmmm… I always took two, had one for lunch right away and let the other sit in the car at the window, was still very warm for supper. Sadly that deli had closed down when we came back in 1999.
The Fanny Bay Goal Museum…
That was funny… certainly we were the first there in the morning, so I was being first in all places. When I entered a cell in the maximum security prison – I had to turn sideways, so narrow was the door – I turned around the corner… there were clothes from an inmate, thrown on the bench as if he was still there.
In the first sec I panicked a little, turned around and stood right before Ingo, who couldn´t have gotten out, cause some more visitors blocked the small door!
Sorry if I ruined the effect for you, but I have to say: Very well done by the staff! :-)
The Museum of Northern Territory… If you haven´t already you have to see the exhibition on Tracy.
At first you see pics of Darwin before. You walk by a living room scene with a table I´d rather say 50´s style, magazines from the 70´s on top, a decorated Christmas-tree, and an old radio playing Christmas songs.
Then you come to a cabin with a warning and the info that the exit is on the other side.
It´s pitch-dark in that small room and you hear original recordings of the night Tracy struck.
It was awful – if Ingo wouldn´t have been with me, I´d panicked!
When you get out you see pics of after Tracy. Just plain horrible.
It´s a relieve then to see the Aussie humor: A sea wasp in black and yellow with wings, above the water. ;-)
The beer can regatta wasn´t worth the wait.
But I still have to grin when I think of the elderly man who tried to safe us.
We were on the way to the deep garage in Casuarina. Our car ...
...fit in the first 3-5 rows, then it was too big. We knew that. Ingo drove rather fast.
The man saw the size of the car, the yellow number-plate and started waving “no!”. Guess he kinda heard a crash that never happened ;-)
There at the cinema we saw “Elmo in Grouchland” will be playing soon – too long to wait, but in Kalgoorlie we finally went, a day before Ingo´s birthday.
Yep, there were some kilometers inbetween that!
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