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Since I m in Australia, I opened my lonely planet
two times, to watch the pictures and to look at the
maps. Actualy I never realy planed anything here.
I allways meet people, followed them, go with the
flow. My Australian trip is the opposite of New Zealand.
Totaly. I don t realy know why I took a plane to Alice
Springs and so I don t know realy why I took a Bus
to Darwin. Just spontaneity. No plans  .
I couldn t get a reservation to Cairns until10 days
and my motivation for Australia wasn t so big. Not
that the country isn t nice. If I wanted I could spend
month here, but Asia was waiting me. Maybie Brisbane
to but well not. We were sitting in the park, Aoife,
Julie and Nelie. Together we made the bilan of what
we will do. I don t know. Why not to come with Colin,
Julie and Aoife to Darwin. And as simple as a Yes,
I took the opportunity. There were only 2 place left
in the 20 place bus. And who took one of them ? Yes.
The Parrot. Our 14 people team from Alice Springs
had split, but a group survived for new adventures.
The Return of the Satay dream Team has come ! There
was one person left. Nelie. Nelie was here. Nelie
is nice. Nelie is fun and we wanted Nelie to come.
But, she had to go, go for study in front of the computer. BOOOOOORRRRING. I met some people
in my travel and when I like them I tell them. That
s what I learned during my trip. Never ever fear to
say what you feel. And I feel she should come. Wat
betenken dat ? Hmmmm.
Nelie took the decision not to take a decision. Is
that clear ? Yes she would think about this prolongation
of the adventure. And so she did. But the chance to
get the last place will diminue the more she wait.
And womens and decision, that s not very compatible,
because they just think to much instead of handling
(sorry for that girls! )
What she didn t know is: the last place was reserved
for a I E L E N. Wat betenken dat wieder ?
Well it simple means that next morning our Miss Nelie
will join the Dream Satay Team.We were a team again
The Fellowship of the dream, and the Return Of The
Kings.
Colin the great funny sleeper, Aoifa my Buddha and
also Ramses, Julie our smily power girl and Nelie
our boooring student and smart girl (IQ back to 300).
We get in the bus and met who ? WWWWWOULLLLTER. But
he was dead ? No now he is here. A Dutch Walter. Incredible
what reincarnation can produce.
Our guide, name Pebbles couldn t
believe it. We the crazy group were beginning to make
fun even so early in the morning. Sun wasn t still
on air. She allready heard about us, Sean warned her.
Take care about the guys from Annies Place...here
we are!
The great thing about her, Pebbles go with the flow
and made as much fun as we did. The adventure beginn.
We pick up some other people.
A spanish group who will never integrate the fun (they
missed something, actualy I m not sure they were spanish
cause their didn t play guitar ! Its like a french
that don t drink wine, or a german that don t drink
bear...), then the NewCastle girls, a Dannish girl
whos name I allways forgot, James the Copilote, Yuko
the japanese cute girl, Daren, Rene and ? from Holland,
Nicola the shyest girl I ever met after Emma (Emma
from Paris), Anita and her girlfriend from Slovenia.
DAY 1: Mines and Swags
The tour begin, easy going, we present each other,
by name, by revelating the first kiss our life, the
why we are here, and the where we come from, and the
fruit we want on our tree. For example the Tree of
Candy. Or the tree of gold....I wish the tree of peace
in the world. Sound boooring but it could be realy
helpfull for all the world. Imagine, no war anymore.
Tibet to the tibetan, Irak for Irakies, Palestine
for Palestinian, Israel for Israelities, etc....Peace
for all. Imagine...say once a man called John, John
Lenon.
First stop. The Tropic of Capricorne and the strange
boulder formation in the midle of the desert (ps
if you have some pic please send them to me. Thx.).Then
food break. Girls are cooking again.
Then we go into the mines. Not the real one like in
Bolivia no this mines are just a museum.
Lee is the guide to the mine. Take a Terminator, turn
the aggressivity off, change the mission to save anybody
for the I SHOW YOU THE MINES, and you get the Perfect
old fashion robot guide. This woman is incredible,
like in a disney attraction park she show us in a
perfect timing of a swiss clock the different stuff
in the mines. She could ask something totaly serious
and two second later laught. But not natural. Like
a robot. And I m sure she was a robot. Well we visited
the mines. And just looking at Colin was more entertening
that the mines themselves. I mean its impossible to
feel what happened here if never something happened
here. Autenticity. That what I search. But we still
had fun inside this hole of stones.
And like everything (good or bad) this tour had his
end. Oufff. Time to jump in the bus and go to our
Campground. Two choise. Sleeping in the modern bungalow
tent, or sleeping outside. Hmmm. We choose the bungalow
for our backpack and the sleeping bags us.
But its not time to sleep. First food time. Then Colin
and I made a fire. Well two fires. One at the wrong
place and one in the Barbecue. Weeeeldone. Everybody
joined us. We played a shy guitar, and then everybody
left us. Just the girl who look at the star and me
arround the fire....Damm why do everybody go to bed
allways so fast. I must have a kind of super NRJ deep
inside me !
DAY 2: Birthday party
and a swim
Breakfast - washing
the kitchen and go back to the bus. Today its Bernies
Birthday. Party time in the bus. 1000 of ballons,
tousend of explosions, tousend of birthdays song and
the bus looked more like a Techno party transport
than a normal trip to Darwin. We had Trivial poursuit.
For that point I didn t understood anything. Bernie
is nice but her accent is @#$%&#@!***. Instead
of saying PHOTO she says O T O. Instead of saying
WATTTTTTER, she say Wat --------- stop ------------ER. So can you imagine the result
when she ask something ? I could find the answer and
nether understand the question. The only think I learn
was that Napoleon redesigned the italian flag. Waooow.
Fun fun fun... Okay don t ask me why the Hollandish
team allways win at this game. Maybie its for the
same reason that I lost. They didn t understand the
questions ! 
Tatooe time, I take a pen and tattooooe my girls.
Nice !
Break. Out of the bus for a swimm. Arround us Bats
everywhere but who cares, we jumped in the water in
middle of an Oasis. The spinefex is gone and let place
to the jungle. We clash in the hand, reaction of the
bat....they fly all over us. Watch out the natural
bombs....(ps if you have
some pic please send them to me. Thx.)
Nice break.
Back to the bus....
We play the who I m game again. This time I m Don
Quichote. Welldone Aoifa ! Times goes and we arrived
to our next camp. First thing put our stuff into the
cabins and search for wood. Dream Team did it. The
other ? Don t know ? But who cares. The night begin,
Pebbles is cooking well, smells very good. Everybody
has something to eat. Nice time on dinner. I enjoy
everybody until....until...until its time to wash.
Yes. I can remember this voice. FRED ! Time to wash
! Okay I join Nelie and Anita s friend. The water
is not very clean and the stuff to wash is big...huge.
Imagine a big cocking pot for 20 people. Okay I can
do it. And so I begin but Nelie had the bad ID to
put the @@@$$$ thing to wash in my face. In few second
a war beginn. Pebbles join the war. I get wet. A little.
Okay ...Ludo as ever my best friend will know the
consequence of such an provocation. I took the big
20 people cocking pot and beginn to run behind Pebbles....she
run and try to escape....I continue to run...all arrround
me people scream, they are sitting on the table and
that will be Pebbles hiding place. She stop. She is
in front of me, but behind her and me the danish girl,
the table and James. JAMES. Ups what can I do ? That
exactly the type of question you don t think about
when you want to get somebody wet. Pebbles smile.
She thinks she gets me. The only think I remember
before I empty the hole dirty water inside the 20
big people coocking pot is " SSSSORRY for that
!
Pebbles is wet. The best is the face of James. He
couldn t believe what was going on. 6 liter of water
in the face. Enough to destruct the Danish girls phone
and make Bebbles and James wet. The next 3 minutes
everybody was laughing, exept James. AHAHAHA
The water dryed and we came to the desert. 2 birthday
cake and tausend of candles. Happy Birthday Miss Bernie.But
its not finished. Pebbles wanted to go to bed...and
believe me that the last thing we wanted her to do.
Lets have a birthday drink first....and an other...and
an other....AHahahaha.
We were sitting arround the fire, and Pebbles was
still there. She came and go to bed maybie 20 times....
We stayed in front of the fire, Aoife made some crazy
moves and some stunt action, Julie had a good talk
with our new comer helicopter driver (who lived few
meters from here) the dutch people played guitar,
and Julie looked at the stars...again. Me well I was
everywhere....I love this people. Wish all my friends
could be here. Well in a way you are...(through this
homepage)..
The night passed and a lot of moving stars too  .
Julie, Nelie and I were the only outside sleeper.
Sometime the dogs were coming, sniffing us. The one
looked more like a rat and missed one eye. And I can
t remember what Aoife did to him this night.
DAY 3: Canoe Formation !
Last day was the great Canoe Team formation.
Take 3 canoes. Put Julie and Walter together, Nelie
and Aoife (who fears canoe) and Colin and me.
Put them on a river filled with invisible crocodile.
What you get is the most advanced and perfectioned
crazy team on the river. I didn t took picture. Why
? Well I needed a waterproof camera. Canoe can be
very dry but with us it would be so.
We paddle...and naturaly found our FORMATION.
- step 1: Scream FORMATION
- step 2: countdown before the 3 canoe comes together.
- step 3: paddle up, and canoe stitching.
- step 4: the hu hu hu hu huaha scream
- step 5: going home by catching the wind with the
paddle
- step 6: split formation and make the other as wet
as possible.
Imagine how the people arround us looked at us when
we were passing. And the croco. I didn t see one of
them. I get into the wate, I provoqued them but no
croco. Frank from Belgium that I met in Brazil will
have join me. Remember the piranha and croco in Pantanal.
Nobody wanted to go inside the water because arround
us hundret of eyes were looking at us. I didn t care
and asked who wanted to get a swim. You have to know
that we just were fishing piranhas with some big flesh
pieces. Only one guy will join me. Frank, but with
the condition I go first....and so I did. You have
to look at the peoples face when I came out of the
water after 10 second apnee. AHAHAHAH.
The fun is in the danger sometimes.
The canoe was fantastic, the place witch name I don
t remember was geoooorgous (as Colin says). And most
of us were dry. Until. One meter of the shore before
giving back the canoe after 3 hours. The parrot (me)
had the stupid Id to put all the people in the water.
The guy who rented us the stuff had fun, and the next
customer were a little bit affraid. But I lovvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvve
it.
Good teamwork.
OH you will probably think that I speak to much...well
if you don t mind I finish the journey as fast as
I can.
We get on an other place to swim, but climbing and
jumping forbidden. Naturaly, Fred climbed fell on
his ass and bounce to the water. Second try was more
succesfull. Then drying in the sun. Eating something
- Fighting with Julie - go back to the bus - and arrive
in Darwin.
Ahh we song a song of course Pebble s song (music Obladi Oblada Beetles - Lyrics Nelie ).
Pebbles was the tourguide on the Adventure Bus
Satay man had warned her in advance
For the crazy people out of Annies Place
And then there was no come back for her anymore
Pebbles here, Pebbles there bus drives on Yahhh
Lalalala, bus drives on.
Then there was the waterfight with Pebs and Fred
Doctor James who got it in the end
This was not what Pes expected of the tour
And so she started drinking beer and wine and more
Shots of this, shots of that, Pebbles drunk, noww
!
Lalalala, Pebbles drunk
Knocking back the cowboys she did very well
After that some, whiskey and some wine
Beer still tasted good so she had lots of fun
And she kept saying I m going to my bed
Back to bed, back to bed, back to bed nooow !
Call me just before we go.
Everybody split exept the DREAM SATAY TEAM.
We get a room together. The last days together beginn.....
Thx to all the team, the Dutch s, Yuko, James and
the slovenian....and naturaly Bebbles.
For the spanish sorry for beeing to lound to crazy
and to much everything...hope you enjoyed your trip
also.
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