Sunday, August 1, 2010
Perfect Road Trip!!
So here I am in Darwin. It's a nice place but it's not what I'm here for I want to be in the big city. I want to be in Sydney. It's a fact, known by many, that I have something for big cities. I love touring big cities, walking down their streets, watching people rushing around while sitting on a bench with an empty mind and cup full of coffee and wondering about the stories behind those buildings I see before me. That's my favourite kind of tourism. On the opposite side I resent hiking a mountain with a heavy backpack on my back and a thin air in my lungs causing numbness in my fingers and toes. My advice to anyones wants to challenge the magnificent Jungfrau, please don't. Use the train and you'll get to it quickly minus the backache, I'm saying this out of a personal experience. I hate spending time in the wilderness where you'll find all sorts of weird creatures. Some may find it interesting but I find it irritating and boring. This is why I didn't want to cross the desert all the way to Sydney, but I had to do it because I didn't want to fly alone to Sydney and then wait for them alone. I prepared everything that day from essentials, such as a large first aid kit to things, apparently, I won't need them, such as a bug juice and sleeping bags, but who knows? I also printed some google maps showing the shortest routes., but unfortunately, it seems that I have chosen to travel with the company of some nut jobs! They wanted it the hard way! they wanted to stay out of the main roads and make a long turn by passing by Alice Springs. The journey which was supposed to be a two day drive became a four day drive. Time went very slowly and the scene was repeating itself again and again and again. Four long days went by and the people I'm with are still expressing their wonder about the desert and how beautiful it is, like they didn't come from a similar environment. Why do people like the desert? It's a desert for God's sake! Empty, boiling, full of disgusting creatures and the sands, people always tend to use this word in a romantic context. Come on, it's coarse, rough and it gets everywhere; in your shoes, your eyes and many other places. Finally, after four long stressful days, we reached the big city. Finally, I get to take a proper shower. Finally, I get to be a real civilized human being. Finally, I'm in Sydney!
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really good discribtion
ReplyDeleteif i dont know that this is all fiction i would've believed you
lol becareful so you don't fall for it next time !
ReplyDeleteYeah, I tend to agree, nothing but days and days of desert views and hot, streaming sunshine. It can all get a bit much. When I was in the Aus. desert on the Ghan (I told you about) I couldn't wait to get to Perth, then when I got there, it wasn't all that..(a bit small) and I soon got bored with what I perceived as 'a lack of'. After a few days I headed back, yawn...the same journey, three days of train food and swollen ankles, talkative travellers when I just wanted to relax...you know sometimes you need quiet. It makes a big difference who sits near you on a 3 day train journey!! When I got back to Sydney - it was off to the Blue Mountains. Great 2nd hand bookstores in Sydney, did you check any of them out? Check out Edmund White 'The Flaneur' for Paris as said and 'psychogeography' (Will Self amidst others - those who have written about the mind and city scapes. You might get this concept. See you tom.
ReplyDeleteThis made me smile. A lot. Especially as it's raining outside just now. Keep it up.
ReplyDelete" Why do people like the desert? It's a desert for God's sake! "
ReplyDeletesooo true! I don't understand what ppl find interesting about goin to the desert !!
I agree with most of ur ideas.
Liked what I've red here :)