So, today’s the day we leave Perth and I’m proper gutted. Loved this place and especially being spoilt by Trent and Lucy – argh – we’re going to have to resort to good ol pasta n pesto when we get to Ayres Rock and save some pennies!!
Lucy drops us off at the airport and refuses to come in as it makes her sad – bless her! We say our goodbyes and then go check in. The flight takes about 3 hours and as we’re coming into Ayres Rock, you can see just how barren the place really is! It goes on for miles – just red land – crazy to see! The dry heat hits us as soon as we get off the plane, along with thousands of f’ing flies…..get away from me!! The airport is a tiny quaint affair, very much like a large shed! We get a bags and head for the free coach to take us to the Outback Pioneers hostel.
On the coach, we get told that there are 4 hotels in the resort, a post office, supermarket and a restaurant or two. Wow – there really is nowt here!! Glad we’re only here for 2 nites!! The hostel is really nice with a huge bar / bbq area, big kitchen, TV room and decent sized pool. For some reason, the rooms are single sex so I get to spend my nights here with 20 other females – Dave and Aaron’s idea of heaven…..not really when you’re on the top bunk and there’s a smelly grumpy French woman on the bottom bunk underneath you – who snores….(make of that what you will…)
Dave and Aaron suss out the supermarket and buy some supplies – they’ve also priced up the trips to Uluru but it’s a bit damn pricey for a 2hr trip. We go up to one of the lookouts at sunset and take some good pics. I aint too bothered bout going on a trip to the famous rock really so decide to save some pennies and just loll about the pool tomorrow – It’s my birthday and I’ll decide what to do – haha!!!
It’s a fairly chilled night, sitting having a few beers in the bar. Funny thing here is you MUST show your room key or residents’ pass to the barman, every time you go to the bar – the reason for this is and I quote ‘stop the abbo’s from drinking in the bar and getting pissed’ – ok then!! It’s a great place to people watch in the bar, especially when all the locals turn up – just think Alf Stewart and Steve Irwin all rolled into one.
We retire to our dorms and I contemplate turning 29 tomorrow, in this place where there is NOWT to do and its all a bit pricey…….!!!
Lucy drops us off at the airport and refuses to come in as it makes her sad – bless her! We say our goodbyes and then go check in. The flight takes about 3 hours and as we’re coming into Ayres Rock, you can see just how barren the place really is! It goes on for miles – just red land – crazy to see! The dry heat hits us as soon as we get off the plane, along with thousands of f’ing flies…..get away from me!! The airport is a tiny quaint affair, very much like a large shed! We get a bags and head for the free coach to take us to the Outback Pioneers hostel.
On the coach, we get told that there are 4 hotels in the resort, a post office, supermarket and a restaurant or two. Wow – there really is nowt here!! Glad we’re only here for 2 nites!! The hostel is really nice with a huge bar / bbq area, big kitchen, TV room and decent sized pool. For some reason, the rooms are single sex so I get to spend my nights here with 20 other females – Dave and Aaron’s idea of heaven…..not really when you’re on the top bunk and there’s a smelly grumpy French woman on the bottom bunk underneath you – who snores….(make of that what you will…)
Dave and Aaron suss out the supermarket and buy some supplies – they’ve also priced up the trips to Uluru but it’s a bit damn pricey for a 2hr trip. We go up to one of the lookouts at sunset and take some good pics. I aint too bothered bout going on a trip to the famous rock really so decide to save some pennies and just loll about the pool tomorrow – It’s my birthday and I’ll decide what to do – haha!!!
It’s a fairly chilled night, sitting having a few beers in the bar. Funny thing here is you MUST show your room key or residents’ pass to the barman, every time you go to the bar – the reason for this is and I quote ‘stop the abbo’s from drinking in the bar and getting pissed’ – ok then!! It’s a great place to people watch in the bar, especially when all the locals turn up – just think Alf Stewart and Steve Irwin all rolled into one.
We retire to our dorms and I contemplate turning 29 tomorrow, in this place where there is NOWT to do and its all a bit pricey…….!!!
Hayley
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