[G’day, Lee-Anne Marie here from Australia. first of all, I’d like to thank Mohamad Al Karbi for inviting me to share my travel adventures… read more]
Glen Helen, Northern Territory
Friday, July 12
Central Australia had changed since I last trekked it in 1981. The landscape seemed greener, lusher, compared to 32 years ago. Good rains and buffel grass had made it so.
But, some things never change.
Mr K paced the gravel Strehlow Centre (art gallery and museum) car park. ‘I don’t want to be setting up camp in the dark,’ he muttered. ‘They’re late; we’ll have to go without them.’