The dusty emptiness
The opportunities to access the Internet becoming increasingly rare, like pretty much everything else too. Our reports could under the circumstances, therefore, probably soon, more to the timeliness of the Deutsche Bahn to distant Germany spill over - we do our best.
The last week began, as the previous one left off, with a trip to Adelaide. Because it directly from Millicent, was much too far, we made a stopover in Wellington. The namesake of the New Zealand capital city had to offer something special. It was the place that is accessible only by ferry and we sat cheerfully, with a few technology-crazy Seniors, on the other bank (which could misunderstand it now). After the night was over there were good, we went more towards the capital of South Australia. This time we wanted to relate a hostel in downtown, but on a caravan park just outside return, the wallet's sake. So we arrived on Monday evening at the Belair national park, about ten kilometers from the city center. The next day we went to have abandoned the same to the heart of the city's pumping chambers, however, that many years ago. Adelaide does have a skyline, but that is neither high nor pretty, and certainly not impressive. Adelaide also has an extensive park system, but the yellow of the dried-up lawns, each charm takes in that relax. That seems to give way even a pedestrian zone in the entire center, which makes things a whole no better. After this sobering first impression we strolled still a little on the boulevards. We bought a few things we needed some time, the cigar cutter and wax crayons. Taking it seriously, we made Christmas errands. Since we will spend the festival of love well now finally on the beach, was the general resource volleyball and football (computer game who's playing for something more out there?) At the end of the day shipped in patches. But as ugly make a very tasty roast duckling, we gave Adelaide the next day a second chance, this time in terms of sightseeing. This our way led first through the botanical garden in the city, who was horrified at all, actually green. Peppered with a few souvenirs from the old British days (eg the obligatory tea house), the park was a whole lot but her. Always in the sense of convenience, it was then also the same through the adjacent zoo. Whether the admission was worth it, I can not say that we must have overlooked the fact the ticket booth, but so be it, so we were able to examine also actually a tapir times at close and also had to run no detour. After crossing the municipal waters, we drifted us next be seen on the campus of the university here. This could at least visually (with some limitations) and convince said in perfectly with the image of the next building. Then it went past the fact Adelaide's cultural institutions. But the man-sized posters could not convince us to explore the interior of that, mainly because of the unbearable intensity of the sun. Anyone who has ever tried at almost 40 ° C still perceive art should know that you can spend this time with more meaningful things.
try Such as when the regional Beer delicacies and we were the day with a cool Pilsetto die away in the heat haze.
brought Indeed, the next day and other weather. Since it was raining and we now have spent the fourth day without pay in the Belair National Park, we decided to sleep in and plan another route, instead of hastily to the west break up (* grin *). On 15
December, Friday, third last week, 2006 began our journey to the west, away from the hedonism of the east coast, into the real Australia.
First stage was the way from Adelaide to Port Augusta, always been held almost pedantic pace hundred, for the purpose of fuel prices between shot up to 1.57 $ in the air. The landscape was transformed into a barren wasteland and fetched the drought (which had to sound so theatrically) and up to the beautiful sunset, the sky appeared purple in shallow compensated, otherwise nothing the strain of long car trips. The next day was in effect the same in green. Endless long runs, which included less than curves ... damn, now I do not remember a flat-chested woman, all the fault of the cable television! and sparse vegetation. After nearly 500 km and 6 hours of driving we reached Ceduna, where we spent the very cold night. After the morning music was fired, she went on the road. Even the scattered trees gradually gave a sea of blue bush, whose only sign of life the countless animal carcasses, on which few crows quenched her appetite, along the road were. The yawning emptiness of the highway was only interrupted by the sudden appearance of a quarantine checkpoints. We had it done so, to the border of Western Australia, the 7th State of our journey lay at our feet. But before the car was examined on fruit flies somewhat dissolute attracting substances. But since we
fruit and vegetables, as well avoid it goes, nothing was found and so we were a good distance travel, as desired by the beguiling Lady quarantine. States with the changes, also changed with our same time zone. We are now only seven hours away from you and will change the next time any more. Western Australia is bigger than Germany, Austria, Switzerland and New Zealand.
went after the border is still about ten kilometers to Eucla, where we spent the afternoon (since we were allowed to return even 2 1 / 2 hours) in the shade of some trees. Showering was there, unfortunately, there would have cost of water scarcity, a five-minute cooling abstruse $ 2.
From there we went on to Cocklebilly. On the way there, fortunately, changed the vegetation that now the African savannah came pretty close. The sultry weather also attracted lots kangaroos in the vicinity of the asphalt. Once one looks to remain as the critters are rooted on the road, which also explains the number of the carcasses so easy. In the end, without prejudice, we reached Cocklebilly, a typical "place" in that region, consisting of fuel represented, Motel and Caravan Park ", consisting of power sockets in the desert sand. The discreetly hidden comfort, has the advantage that sleep is always less expensive, however.
morning our trip continues, still heading west, until we reach hopefully before Christmas on gifts from Esperance and Germany, in the white sands of Paradise will wait. We hope you get at least a little snow, she'd even otherwise to the public. So far, so good.
It will probably follow right after Christmas, a report yet, so keep your eyes on;)
Larry the giant lobster
tea house:)
Buggy Power!
delicacies from Adelaide
romantic conclusion of a day
trains right across the Outback (and Matthias)
border transgression
Roo's off Highway
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