The continuing story of Alice

G'Day Mates,

After this sad break, we continue with the Alice story.......


When we left Ellery Creek we went to Ochre Pitts which was also very nice to see;

look at his coloured cheeks

Then we continued the road

back to Alice where we wanted to stay a few more days but then in another caravan park near the centre so we could walk to the shops.

One night, we had to celebrate a few things so we decided to go out for dinner. Fred had found a club not far from us, with reasonable prices and a lot specials so we put on nice cloths and went walking. We came to a roundabout and had to go into Milner road but on both sides was Milner road so we went left. After a few meters we found ourselves in an industrial area so we thought it would be better to call the club and ask the way.

Of course we had to go right and the instructions were to go past some shops and a school but it was "a fair bit still" the lady on the phone said. We kept on walking and suddenly the shops came in sight with a police officer in front talking into his jacket in which we found out was a walkie talkie hidden. On the opposite side were a few police cars with flickering lights.

I asked the police officer if the club was far still and he pointed at a lighted sign somewhere in the distance and said we had to wait till the people coming towards us had passed and then we had to urge as quick as possible to that sign and he would keep an eye on us. Then he said: "when you go back, TAKE A CAB, because in Alice Springs it's too dangerous to walk on the streets after dark"!!


We had a great night, we had dinner for $ 70.00 including wine, we put $ 2.00 in the pokies and won about $ 80.00!! 

We took the courtesy bus back to the caravan park and then we knew why our caravan park had these huge gates;

and why the liquor shops have a permanent police officer in front. The liquor shops are open at 2 pm and you can only buy a bit heavier stuff like fortified whine, port, sherry after 6 o'clock.

This is all about the aboriginal people, a lot of them are drunk most of the time, they get aggressive and it seems they don't wash themselves because the smell often is unbearable. I have even seen that a shop owner sprayed nice smelling stuff in his shop as soon a few aboriginal "clients" left the shop.

Of course there are also good willing people who have a job and live a normal life but most don't.....

What a coincident;
One night in Alice, Fred cooked boerenkool which is a "stamppot" (Kale smashed with potatoes), and we were having fun about it because this is a recipe you make in the Netherlands in winter, during hunting season, freezing cold, snow, rain etc. On these hunting’s most shot animals are rabbits. My father was a hunter and in winter we often went with him and a mob hunting and then he made snert (pea soup), or boerenkool. 

We are in Alice Springs, it's 39 degrees during day and now at dinner time still 30 degrees when we are having our stamppot. I may be wrong but rabbits are not very common here, anyhow we haven't seen them for months so....... We are having our stamppot and a rabbit comes by. We looked at each other and really had a laugh........ Isn't that a coincident.

That's it for now folks, see you soon!!

Cheers