
Had a fairly short drive from Fitzroy Crossing to Broome. (431 k)Pat, whose interest in nature is usually not evident, has become besotted with boab trees (they're deciduous, I found out the hard way, I hate that song, who would have thought). Our journey was punctuated with regular sightings. Pat also is very excited about road trains (I just experience a well-earned fear) and has provided some video. The road was very straight, good to have some diversions, for Pat anyway. We had hoped to enjoy radio national on this trip, but access to any radio is very limited. Guess we are really in the back of beyond.
As we often do when we first arrive, after setting up the caravan, we headed into the town to have a squiz, buy some groceries and have some lunch. Apparently 'Broome' means 'Land of the $1.60 dim-sim' in Yawuru. The Indian ocean is an amazing shade of blue! Sea breeze is evident, not as hot here, don't feel need to wear hat at all times, like Kununurra, still very salubrious.
Hi Pammy Wammy
ReplyDeleteSounds like you are totally au fait with the van now. And not missing everyone too much? Your holiday just sounds like such a dream. Just think of all the cold weather you are missing.
Love the movie segments you are sending. I managed to help Dad over the phone the other night to read your blog and view the crocodile movies. It was very cool to hear his response.
We are so lucky to be connected in this way.
love
Robyn xxx
Let the minds catch up to where the bodies are, well said. Thrillers in the van, hooray!
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