Today I woke with a large swollen and grazed lump in my leg. On the bright side, I had woken up, i.e. I was not dead, so it couldn't have been anything too bad that had bitten me :o)

One of the guys who had directed me and Chris to our tent was at the shower block the next morning. He politely enquired as to if we got back okay and how my head was feeling :0S

I think this gorge was shut again, due to the rain. So we went to a reservoir for a dip instead. It was nice and cool. I got in up to my neck, but I didn't go for a swim and stayed on the ramp. My dip was interrupted by a man who wanted to launch his boat. He took a long old time about it.

When to a pub and saw the water buffalo used in Crocodile Dundee. Or so everything says. Tried to take a picture when Chris decided to wander into shot.

Arrived in Darwin. All my clothes were dirty and all I had left to wear for drinks that evening was a Clingy dress. I didn't even have time to allow my hair to dry, so I couldn't straighten it. I felt quite self-conscious - curves on show and fragle hair. There was a distinct hush when I walked through the bar a couple of times. I was trying to be confident, but I don't think I pulled it off.

I wonder now if TG Chris was coming onto me at some point. I hate hindsight - I could have slept in a well comfortable room with aircon that works well. Damnit!