Last full day in Darwin and this part of Oz - yippee. The only thing I look forward to here is the deckchair cinema that we are going to tonight. Last night I felt in the mood to have a chat with people at the camp. I took the opportunity of investigating lots of shouting. A group of Irish backpackers said that someone was being chucked out of the kitchen as it was 9pm but he was still cooking. Why does it need to close? We had a good old moan to each other a...

Wash car, fill it up and return it in one piece was the mission for today - so stress levels were slightly higher than completely chilled. In fact I cleaned it twice, filled it up twice and returned it twice. The car wash only cleaned half of the wheels (so had to clean that off by hand). I took it into a petrol station and filled until it repeatedly clicked, but the car guage said half full - so had to take it into another. I had to deliver the car to a differe...

We went out last night with Si so this morning was not too good. Si had friends at the Irish bar that I promised myself not to back to (where I was asked to leave). So I found myself walking back in and feeling uncomfortable. This time a couple of police officers were standing at the edge of the dance area looking for anything out of order (specifically responsible drinking). Police officers normally visit all the pubs to check things. The day was dedicated to...

We went over to the camp band playing old stuff to an even older crowd. Jessy and Gema were in the van next to all the action. Plan was to have a few drinks in the park to save money. So sitting on a park bench we were having a few laughs and spirits were high. Supplies ran out, so we agreed to go into town for the wet T shirt competion (not something that I was bothered about). Again we forgot to bring ID so were not allowed in. Instead we went to an Irish bar ...

Nice and fresh. Coffee to wake up to - oh the luxury. Just another coffee and I will be able to plan a day as opposed to the night. Shall we go to the botanical gardens - fast becoming a pseudomin for doing something else ie spending money in the bars and clubs. I am forced to sit by a power socket in the kitchen whilst I charge up the iPhone. It is a good place to admire the prison inspired decor (see picture) and ponder lifes mysteries. Why does the kitchen s...