Yesterday was a short trip from Katherine to Darwin. Sadly I'd woken up that morning with a runny nose and a sore throat so it was a miserable ride as far as I was concerned. Darwin has a miniature CBD with cafes and shops that I would probably appreciate more if I wasn't sneezing. As it stands I currently hate the world and everything in it - a natural reaction to being sick I suppose - so I had crawled into my sweltering tent before sunset to get some sleep.
This is about the time when I learn that Darwin's 24-hour international airport is directly opposite the camp site. Planes are taking off and landing well past midnight and the noise is deafening. As if that wasn't bad enough the Germans in the nearby tent cope with the impossibility of sleeping by partying all night. The music is bad enough but do they have to sing along? I gleefully imagine one of the jumbos crashlanding on the Germans, which would solve two immediate problems. Unfortunately that doesn't happen so I'm forced to endure euro pop and roaring jets, until ...
... the sun rises. It's morning already and I haven't slept a wink. Dave and I agree that this sucks - Darwin might be alright but the campsite is crap - so we move the schedule forward a day. We're going to Litchfield National Park.
It's a brief ride to the park but what a difference! The flora has a tropical appearance and the smells are clean and refreshing, even through my blocked sinuses. Darwin was stinking hot yet it's pleasantly warm at the park. Best of all.... it's so quiet. The campsite is spectacular; lush green grounds, great facilities, and a licensed bar!
I drink several bottles of full strength medication to help get to sleep. I'm taking no chances tonight!
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