So far every town we have stayed in so far has a
Kmart and a supermarket.
We flew for four hours today over some pretty
desolated land from Mount Isa with only
one or two aboriginal settlements with dirt
strips. When we arrived in Alice
Springs it was like any town in the U.S. west more
or less. Robin had to drive
stakes to tie the airplane down while a 737 taxied
for takeoff. Strange.
The other picture is me refueling the airplane
yesterday at a fuel stop in a tiny town called Winton. Alledged birthplace of Quantas and the song Waltzing
Mitilda.
Paul Lamar
