Day 31: South again

Check out of the apartments this morning.
Run by a lovely couple but good god does she like to chat!

We have some time before the car is due back, so we go to see another local attraction: the Cedar Creek Falls. Lovely sounding place, evokes the idea of, I don't know, waterfalls for one.

It's kinda on the way to the airport, just turn off a bit before and head down several dusty dirt tracks. We clock what must be I think our 5th kangaroo of the trip, sadly so far they've all been 'resting' by the side of the road, rather than boucning through the bush.

We arrive at the pool, only to find that due to lack of rain recently Cedar Creek Dribble would have been a more apt name. Still it's great fun watching some other tourists braving their way into the water a millimetre at a time, shrieking whenever they stumble on a pebble. It takes them about 10 minutes to get fully into the water, so we don't quite believe them when they insist that really it's lovely, and we really ought to go for a swim.

The car has to be back at 12.30, which is ages before the flight, but we aim to use the time to catch up on the blog which is rather out of date (as Simon has pointed out). We arrive at the perimeter of the airport to see nothing but a red-dirt runway and a corrugated iron shack. It looks like something from the Flying Doctors.

Pushing on, we're relived to see that the airport actually does eventually have a proper runway and an actual building, but it turns out no internet, no real shops apart from a cafe, and no car-hire agent to return the car to. Turns out we could have had a few more hours. Still we get to sit outside with a sandwich and some cold beers, enjoying the incredibly hot sun whilst Dan writes quiz questions for the Eurovision party later in the month.

Flight back is good, and we've got seats in the escape row, so have tons of leg room.

After a slight kerfuffle with the hotel - they've lost our booking so we end up shifting to another hotel tonight. They also told us the hotel we were going to next had never heard of us, but thankfully they'd got the wrong one.

Finally we headed out into chinatown for a nice meal and, after all that, a relatively early night. We've been on the move a lot, with a lot of early mornings and broken nights and we're both done in.

Tomorrow: back in Sydney and across the bridge.