Left Katherine about 8.30 and with fingers crossed we headed north for the big smoke – Darwin. The car behaved beautifully and we started questioning whether we were overreacting. We stopped for morning tea at Adelaide River where there was a lovely shady spot to sit and have a cuppa. As it happened there was also a community market being held and I just had to but some relish and jam. While we were watching the world go by, the Ghan appeared from the north wending it’s way towards Katherine. We waved enthusiastically and with a toot of it’s whistle we watched it head away. An uneventful trip into the Darwin suburbs towards our caravan park, but as soon as we hit traffic lights and we had to stop and start, the gearbox started protesting so we knew ‘the big repair job was really necessary’. After we had settled in, Brian headed for the mechanic to discuss men’s business and I headed for the pool to browse all the brochures and tours – definitely secret women’s business. He came back positive and optimistic about the impending repairs. After a swim we decided to head for the CBD to make sure we really were in Darwin. Driving down Mitchell street – I think the main st – it felt like we had come across every backpacker in Australia 30 years ago. We wandered around the foreshore precinct, found a seafood shop and bought prawns and fish to cook for dinner and decided a coffee on the wharf was a must do. While looking over the Arafura Sea we couldn’t help ponder on our journey and pinch ourselves at where we now were and what we had seen on the way. Holey Dooley, it’s really true, we’ve been there and done that. A quick drive around to Cullen Bay to watch a huge red sun set over the water. Wow. BTW, the fish we had for dinner was yum even if we don’t know what it was. Must have been the way I cooked it!!!
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nice pics but if you go for a swim watch out for the crocs and jellyfish.
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