Monthly Archives: May 2015

It was my last ‘training’ trip. Training means that I drive, cook and talk and the guide whose trip it is relaxes shotgun beside me. Yeah, it is supposed to be training but in my case, because I’ve done it before … Continue reading →

I didn’t work in the yard, for a start. That meant I could run around town trying to get things I needed for upcoming tours. Incidentally, Alice Springs seems to dislike posting opening hours for stores and, even if they … Continue reading →

I was tired. I am always tired these days. The sheer amount of information being stuffed into my brain, encompassing everything from learning Pitjantjatjara (western desert Aboriginal language) to flora and fauna of the region to facts about, well, just … Continue reading →

Desert doesn’t mean hot. It gets down to minus five, minus ten at night. You can get dehydrated even in winter. The air is so dry that moisture is sucked out of you without any sign of sweating. Desert winter … Continue reading →

and a lot of them involve printing a small forest’s worth of paper involving the study course I have to do in order to guide at the rock. I decided it was probably the best thing to buy a printer, … Continue reading →

I am writing about the first tour but right now I want to indulge myself in more of a personal way. I miss my family. I miss them a lot. And, at the same time, I am aware that they … Continue reading →