|An average morning in the Uys Huis- Donald Duck on the tablet and me making coffee.|
I've tried to write the next part of our trip about five times. I'm full of trepidation, mainly because of my first world attitude and perspective and I'd like to preface it all by saying that... I'm sad and I'm sorry.
Here it is.
So we traipsed into the Big4 like we'd done it before (of course we actually had), made our forays into town and were confronted again with the social issues facing the local populace. I'd restocked at Woolies, and headed straight for the bottle shop to complete the second part. I'd walked into the BWS and grabbed a few bottles of wine and a (heavily discounted) bottle of 12 year old Glenfiddich for Fiela, and was amused by the security guard making small talk with a policeman outfitted in some body armour- it was like watching a German Shepherd trying to take a Labra-doodle seriously. Anyway, I'd driven away before I realised I'd forgotten the beer, which really was quite fortuitous as it meant I had another opportunity to buy wine (winning!). So in I drove, to see another policeman, though this one was obviously bored because I came out with my carton of beer and answered various questions as to the whereabouts of the front license plate, the alcohol restrictions in Katherine and where I was staying (the latter being a bit impertinent as I am a married woman... He didn't think it was particularly funny?!)... At the park next to the river I spotted another police car, with the officers roaming about 'chatting' to the locals. Again, I wondered what was going on. It was only when I mentioned this to Fiela and he commented on the fact that it was Thursday- Centrelink or pension day, that the penny dropped for me and I realised Katherine was in a collective lock down of the physical iron bar and/or the alcohol dependent kind. Pretty name, but unfortunately Katherine is one of those places I'd happily drive through rather than negotiate it's social hazards and depressing inhabitants. Lucky me, I have that option.
Anyhoo. Onward ho with my first world problems...
|Big Horse Creek Camping.|
|Australia's Next Top Boab Tree.|
|Idyllic fishing on the Victoria River.|