Alice Springs, Australia

Trip Start Jan 03, 2007
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Trip End Aug 30, 2007


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Sunday, February 25, 2007

Following our Olgas trek, we were carted off on coach for a long haul ride through the middle of nowhere to Alice Spings! We stopped once en route in a highway garage / cattle station / shop  / cafe! Indigenous artwork was on sale, but at $500 a piece, we opted for an ice cream instead!

Alice itself had a totally feel - Indigenous folk sitting in waste land and little else really. The message from the driver was pretty much 'don't go out alone at night'! Not a problem for this overnight stay, so we ordered room service and 'pigged-out' in! With a few hours before our Ghan train departure, we checked out the Royal Flying Doctors Service a few blocks away. The tour had displays, a movie and a talk! Great service that hopefully we wouldn't require!





We felt we could be in a 1980s 'Flying Doctors' episode ................................. ............................






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Having had critical information from SKIPPY regarding ......... "what's that Skippy?" .......... a terrible train crash in the outback, Doctor C hops in the cockpit and revs up the engine!








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She left her worries behind her with the help of a litre of Vodka and some Cashew nuts, and made haste in wobbly plane lines to save the day.
However, naughty naughty. She had failed to observe the 'No Grog Area' warning sign and had indulged excessivly for breakfast ....... again!









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She was in no fit state to fly, let alone raise her 14 kids, gerbil and a dog, and the inevitable happened .....  she missed a red light whilst checking her hair for roots growth in the rear view mirror and ......... collided with a tree! AND she made a real mess of the plane! Val wasn't going to be happy!
Fortunately, Skippy was just passing on his way home and was able to contact the RFDS for some back-up! After the 286km bounce, Skippy said "Tst tst ts tst tst ", wiggled his little paws in random directions and gave Nurse L the exact coordinates of Doctor Cs plane mess. Nurse L finished her lunch, had a second cuppa T and was soon at hand and very concerned. After all, who was going to feed the kids, gerbil and dog now?
 






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Nurse L did her best to revive Doctor C - huffing and puffing, wet wipes, plasters and even a triangular bandage! BUT to no avail. Doctor C had popped her white coat and was with all the Kangeroo road kill in the sky! 
Nurse L was very sad and couldn't be consoled for 4 days ........ nearly 5!







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The following weekend, Nurse L said that was 'jolly well enough grieving' and drew strength from Trisha, Ricky Lake and Dr Phil and popped off out to the Second Hand Shop to buy herself another Doctor C! What a bargain, half the price and newer and cleaner than the other one. Oh marvellous - it really had been a super dooper day!  THE END!








HHhhhhhmmmm - sorry bout that!
All aboard the Ghan train and prepare yourself for a 20 hour journey to Adelaide!
  We opted for the 'seat only' rather than sleeper compartment, as the prices for all options were pretty high! We used our endless time wisely to get up to date with our journals (2 weeks behind is NOT a pretty sight!) and for while enjoyed the view out the window! Unfortunately, despite being several seats down the carriage, a large Indian group were incredibly noisy and proceeded to converse several decibells louder than that which was considerate! Each carriage also showed a movie in the evening which helped pass time, though it did not ease our numb-bum syndrome. By the time we attempeted sleep, L had given up on the seats (which were eceedingly uncomfortable) and opted for a space in the lounge carriage. We'd been asked not to sleep there, but the alternatives were not appealing. After a few hours failing to find comfort or sleep in situ, C gave in and headed to the lounge too! There may have been moments of sleep - who knows, but there was cold and fidgets and clock-watching!  At 7am, the beast dragged me to Brekkie in the dining car and we checked out the different, more built up scenery as we approached Adelaide! All in all - despite the massive distance covered and the experience - quite glad to leave the train and enter comfort again!
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