At lunch we had stopped at Marree, before heading to Lake Eyre.
I survived the night…
Up at 5am in order to be at the tour pickup at 6am. Not too fun, but meh, you do what you gotta. Plus, I was really looking forward to this tour with Adventure tours.
After the madness of the animals, a little more civilization was in order….
As you can imagine, that first evening I collapsed like a brick log soon after 9pm. But the next day was a lot better. And up we got to the Cleland Wildlife Park to hang with some animals.
Well, despite the joyful *sarcasm fully intended* flight, I finally arrived in Adelaide at 10:45 in the morning.
…is awesome, but travelling for 30 hours is so not.
Well, it’s time to channel my inner Elsa.
Yup, it’s f**king back and it’s here to stay: the red parka.
When the landscape around me gets austere with the death that Winter brings, all I want to do is layer texture and life into my clothes.
