Ok, so last night turned into a comedy of errors, feeling smug from getting an upgrade to a single room all of my own, that feeling quickly faded when I discovered that I was actually in fact still sharing - this time with a desert rodent. Another room change and a door that wouldn't lock, a third room change and the same problem presented itself so I put my suitcase up against the door, you know how they do in the movies. Having slept better the sunrise at Ayr...

Well they say travelling is a voyage of discovery and I discovered last night that hostel accomadation is not for me (thanks Richard!) A nice chap from lincolnshire and a women from Denmark aside, the third roomie was a stereotypical Ozzie who worked locally and had come to the Outback Pioneer resort with the sole intention to drink! Though his threat to bring a women back didn't happen, I barely got any sleep in the top bunk with a prison style mattress, and wo...

Wow what a contrast! Arriving in ulurua (Ayres rock) Initially I couldn't find my luggage and the guy in front of me was going crazy at the quantas staff as apparently his luggage didn't make it in time (was it too busy in the duty free?) once I did arrive in the first hostel I have ever stayed in (!), I met my two fellow backpackers, a sweet Danish women and an Ozzie who works locally and is only staying here so he can drink! So should be an interesting night......