Day 152
Monday
29 May 2017
Darwin
And so the week begins again. I am starting to get cabin
fever, not with the van, but with staying in the one place, 12 days it will be
by the time we hit the road again.
We started our day with a lay in and reading our books
before lazily crawling out of bed and having breakfast. We pottered around
before going to Chemist Warehouse for some supplies and when we returned we put
the bike on the trailer ready for our departure. As we did so a nosey neighbour
came by for a chat. He needed to put on more clothes. I am not sure how his
bathers were being held up and nor do I want to know.
I then made my way to the pool to sit on a sun lounger and
use the free and super slow internet. Paul joined me shortly after he had
changed his book at the exchange. I didn’t do as much as I could and a fair bit
was sorted via tethering to my phone internet. I figure I am paying for 9gb of
data a month and as it runs out in 2 days I should be using it as well.
We returned to the van just after 11am, gathered our things
and took ourselves off to the East Point Reserve that is situated along Fannie
Bay. We parked at the first park and got out to walk along the footpath and
increase our step count. It was lovely
wandering along as it wasn’t too hot and there was quite a pleasant breeze. We
walked as far as the Alexander Lake, being mooned by a man in a g string and
then a girl who was insisting on bending over to look at something fascinating
on the beach. We couldn’t help but laugh.
I received a call from the air con mob, CTM, confirming the
part had arrived and would be installed tomorrow arvo, thank goodness and Paul
heard from Darryl, looks like we wouldn’t be catching up as planned.
Once we had returned to the car, we drove further along the
road to the East Point. At this spot there is a military museum as well as a
large grassed oval with the remnants of gun emplacements from WWII. We did a
wander around the park and walked up the large, round, concrete structure where
a large gun had once been in place.
We then drove around to a park to take in the views over
Fannie Bay. I found a beautiful red-faced finch to take photos of and then
noticed so many dragonflies. They had shimmery bronze and gold striped wings
that were just dazzling in the sun. I
later found out they are tiger wing or graphic flutterer.
From this location we also had a good view of an American
Navy vessel floating in the waters, as well as the smoke billowing out from
fires on the horizon and a view of Darwin City.
We returned to the car and headed home, as Paul was in need
of lunch. I made up our sandwiches and then we proceeded to flake out for the
afternoon, reading and watching DVDs.
At 3.30pm we wandered back to the pool ready to cool off. It
was the first time that the pool was quite busy, but we managed to find
ourselves a space and cool down before making it back to the van.
I sat outside and read my book, enjoying the peace. Paul
started off inside but joined me after a while. It was a little hard to
concentrate on the reading with our neighbours gathered nearby having four
o’clock drinks and nibbles.
As the bugs began to appear, we retreated inside, making dinner
before deciding to get our steps up further by driving in to town, parking at
the multi-storey and then walking into the city.
It was much quieter by the waterfront than it was on
Saturday night and the town itself wasn’t much different. It wasn’t until we
reached Mitchell Street (Pub St) that there was more action. As we passed
Monsoon’s we were given free drink cards. We kept walking but inspected what we
were given and decided we would do a lap of the block and return for our free
drink.
We made our way down Smith Street and then rounded back to
Monsoon’s, joining the large number of American Sailors frequenting the bar
also. We ordered our free drinks then sat near the front. I heard a stat on the
radio today about the level of smokers in the NT, 23%, this is double the
national average and you could certainly see it on show here. I can’t stand it,
It makes me physically ill being around it. It is such a despicable habit.
When our glasses were empty, we made our way back to the
car, had a fight with the parking meter ticket reader that did not want to read
our ticket at first and then made our way back. Once back it was time to lay on
the bed in front of the fan and try and get cool as we read before lights out.