Alice Springs was a much bigger town than I'd expected. We stayed for 3 nights, longer than we'd planned but our first day there was Paddy's day and of course we had to go out for a Guinness or 2! We ended up in this saloon style bar which was really cool, they had an enormous barrel full of monkey nuts and the floor was covered in monkey nut shells, we made the most of the free nuts of course and made a mighty fine pile of shells on the floor!
We did have a good look at Alice, not a bad little town. We visited the Alice Springs desert park where we learned all about the desert and how the aboriginal people survive in the desert and were told some very interesting aboriginal stories about how the land was formed (very different to what the scientists say!), these stories they pass down through generations and between tribes and they are very important. My favourite story was the one about Ayers Rock (Uluru is the Aboriginal name). I might not remember all the details completely but here goes:
The way the land was formed is all about celestial beings. There were 7 sisters (the Pliadies to us) who had 2 sons (can't remember name). Now, these sisters were constantly pursued by a magic man (can't remember his aboriginal name, but he is Orion) who was trying to seduce them. They were forever running away from him. One time when the 7 sisters were resting they sent the 2 boys off to play, and, as boys do, they built mud pies. The 7 sisters then spotted the magic man approaching and fled, taking the boys with them. The boys had made one mud pie (Uluru) but failed to complete the second one (Mount Conner). So there you go, Uluru is the mud pie made by a celestial boy!!
After Alice Springs we set off of Uluru (stopping off en-route to look at some meteorite craters) which is about 500 km away. It was sunday night and we wanted to watch the Grand Prix so decided to get a cabin with a tv instead of camping, even though we knew it would be expensive. When we arrived though I couldn't believe how expensive! There is a complex built especially for visitors to the Uluru national park and if you want to see it at sunrise / sunset then you have to stay over pretty close by. Jees, what a tourist trap. You've no choice really as the nearest 'cheap' roadhouse is around 80 kms away. So anyway, we pulled into the cheapest place there ($150 for a cabin!!!!!) and they were fully booked....bugger, so we went to the next cheapest, Rich was told $149 but when I went to pay, they said $165 so after a bit of discussion they said they'd honour the $149. Result (even though it was stupidly expensive. We've paid between $50 - $70 cabins previously and this didn't even have a bathroom or cooking facilites!!!) When we got to our room, the tv only picked up one channel, not the one we wanted for the GP.....so Rich went and had a chat with them and explained the only reason we got a cabin was so we could watch the GP that night, the manager upgraded us to a $300 ensuite hotel room with no extra charge......Result!!! So, even though we'd spent 3 times as much as we normally would on a cabin it felt like we were getting our money's worth with the very nice plush hotel room we had!
Anyway, we drove to the national park and parked up to watch the sunset over Uluru with a couple of stubbies! Now, I've always wanted to see it but Rich wasn't really that arsed "it's just a big rock in the middle of the desert innit!" But he changed his tune when he saw it. Was amazing, huge and quite awesome. Apparantly only 2/3 of it is underground. We sat and watched for an hour or so and took more pictures than Ruth does on a night out!!!! Was really very pretty but we didn't see much redness. After that we went back to our pad and had a few beers with Graham, an english biker type we met at the sunset viewing. After that we settled in to watch the Grand Prix.
Next day we (well, I, rich stayed up all night!!) got up early to catch Uluru at sunrise. There were thousands of people there (well, seemed like that many!) and again, we watched for an hour or so and took loads more photos. We checked out the cultural centre and were planning to walk around the base (10km) before it got too hot. But as Rich had had no sleep (and was still a bit pissed!) he was in no fit state and had go kip in the car. 3 hours later when he woke up, we did a shorter walk along the base as was too hot to do the whole lot. After that we had a quick look at the Olgas (another rock formation) then left Uluru destination Coober Pedy, stopping for the night at a campsite that was home to 4 billion flies!

















