Enter The Monkey
Trip Start
Feb 26, 2004
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Trip End
Nov 16, 2006
Sydney,
Australia
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
About 13,000 kilometres since we began the drive we have finally made it to Sydney. We are no longer surrounded by flies and emptiness, but youth hostels and strip clubs. Luckily we don't have to stay in them (the youth hostels) as we suprised Michael Power and No-Legs and are sleeping on their floor (the first of many reunions planned). They have been wonderfully hospitable, but we'll see how long that lasts. It's a fantastic apartment which overlooks the harbour and that opera house thing.
We cut down diagonally from Darwin, skipping the east coast, but still managed to find some cool stuff (despite being told there's nothing there...someone even claimed there were no roads...you know who you are). We managed to visit the Waltzing Matlida Museum...a museum devoted entirely to one song, and visited 'The World's Largest City' (in terms of area), 'Australia's Friendliest Town' (someone washed my cutlery for me) and a town which claimed to be 'Australia's Food Basket' (?)
(The words 'straws' and 'clutching at' come to mind).
We also made it the original Walkabout Creek Hotel as featured in Crocodile Dundee! Banter!
We found a great zoo in Dubbo. But the town was full of guys, most of which were driving around in souped up cars pumping crap music. I think I only saw 3 girls while I was there...I'm petitioning for the town to be renamed 'Gaybo'.
As we got closer to Sydney, the weather turned colder and wetter, and we saw more and more signs of civilization.
01 - Me & THE Walkabout Creek Hotel
We stopped at our last roadhouse (which ironically was playing 'Roadhouse Blues' by The Doors) and from then on it was town after town. People became less and less friendly, and the waves from other drivers stopped completely. That's New South Wales I guess.Dingo had made it so far with no real problems and then bam!...2 days before the end of her journey she was driven on to a tree stump which has possibly trashed her belly. We got stuck and had to be helped off by some fellow campers and Rain Man. Hasn't been fatal but she is acting up a bit. I won't say who was responsible for this questionable driving, but I will say it wasn't me. This is the same person who hit a kangaroo just outside of Broome (the kangaroo was already dead and lying in the middle of the road). On an unrelated note, this person claims he has 19/20 vision and doesn't need glasses.
Looking for a job and accommodation now. One guy suggested I get a job in a supermarket chain. He was a butcher and only had two fingers.
If anyone's interested and doesn't know about them, here are 3 of my chums' travelogs:
Paul McCabe
The man, the legend, Maxi is currently in South East Asia but on his way over here. The Bull and The Littlest Hobo are on a collision course. When we meet in December fur, and wool, will fly.
Michelle
If you read nothing else then read her Vegas entry. Brilliant. She's a nut. I'll hopefully see her at some point.
Sandra
Ladies and gentlemen...the always delightful, always gorgeous, Ms. Haxton.
