36 hours on the road. The east coast beckons.
I was going to take the weekly Desert Venturer bus down the backroads, stopping off at outback ranches and old pubs, to the east coast and the town of Cairns. But they cancelled it. So my only option is to knock a few thousand km from my Greyhound pass and spend 36 hours in the 55 hours on the bus. It was as much fun as it sounds.
So leaving Darwin at 11.30am on Thursday, and heading back south down to Tennant Creek where I had to spend 20 hours waiting for the next bus. There really was little to do, it’s a gold mining town, so in the 44 degrees heat I wrote my Christmas postcards. In itself this is strange. As weird as seeing the decorations up everywhere, and hearing “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas” blasting out of a shop. Still without a bit of Slade or Wizard, I’m going to be disappointed.
From here it was overnight to a dot on the map called Mt Isa on a bus with no aircon. It was nearly 40 degrees outside all night. Then by 7pm on Saturday we roll into Townsville on the coast.
Someones description of it as a dump influenced me quite heavily, and I only stayed here one night. In a place that really could on be described as a dump!
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Nick