Today was a day going back along the same straight road through the featureless desert. I put on music that brought me back to my time as an exchange student in France, and my childhood in Australia. I was brought back to the hospital room where I said goodbye to my mother for the last time in 2005. I could hardly see forward for all the tears. I am getting close, mum.
Breakfast
Our breakfast was scrambled eggs and sausages taken from the rubbish bin at Yulara. Nine eggs and three sausages. Maybe I’ll try the garbage tin exploration next time. I am still a novice at this. It’s a shame to see the food go to waste.
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Dumpster diving – living off the fat of the land! 😉
It looks a bit chilly, what a change from Indonesia!
It is nice to be cool again!