The cool thing about travelling solo is, ironically, the people you’ll meet.
Having experienced the town and the very pricey food – seriously though, I had been warned Australia was expensive, but man oh man! – I bought some wine and some groceries and headed for a slow night in.
My AirBnb was about thirty minutes walk outside of town. It’s such a tragedy when you have to walk on the beach in the morning. Tough gig, you know?
After Alice Springs, I flew to Brisbane and stayed overnight with Erin’s cousin and her family. They are adorable! Two kids full of spunk and wit, and the cuddliest puppy ever. After the fantastic joy of a home cooked meal and laundry, I took the bus in the morning down to Byron Bay.
Well, it was time to end the outback adventure.
The final hike of the tour was here. Up early and up 200 metres to the top of the mountain. Then around the rim of the canyon and back down. That was the trek.
Ironically, I got to sleep in to 5:30am that morning! I know, that was sleeping in by that point in the trip.
By now, the group had gotten used to watching me pose for the photos that I really wanted.
Uluru is a major destination. Obviously.
By the time we returned to the camp grounds and settled in the sun was going down.
