Outback trip

Finally! The trip I have been looking forward to it for so long. 4 days outback trip by train and coach. Even before it started a few things had happend, good and bad, changes, surprises so I have decided to write a feed about it to captrure it better than just with pictures. I started to organise whole trip 1 month in advance, made a great itinery,

Sydney - Broken Hill by train and coach
Stay 2 days in Broken hill and enjoy the outback
Broken Hill - Adelaide by coach
Adelaide - Sydney - plane

Because, if there is something what we hate with Tomas, is backtracking!

Unfortunatelly, 2 weeks before our departure a lady from coach company, which runs coaches from Broken Hill to Adelide, called me to inform me, that all journeys were cancelled on Easter week. Well, this really hasn't made my day, so whats now?

We could fly from Broken Hill to Adelaide, the airticket cost like return ticket to the Czech rep. though, therefore we hadn't had any other option but backtracking.

On wednesday night I got back from work (our departure was scheduled on Thursday early morning) to find out, that Tomas forgot to make schnitzels for our trip! Dont worry, the schnitzels were frozen prefabrications, I couldn't ask for tenderizing, making triple layer and frying from Tomas, I am not so cruel. But he completely forgot as he thought that I will make them on wednesday morning, eventually I had some shift swap so I couldnt. The point is, this kind of assumption is going to be critical for us later. So we just made fun from this that all trip is ruined because we forget to make schnitzels.

Another kick came on Thursday arvo, when we arrived to Dubbo and we should change the train for coach. I jumped to coles to buy some necessities and because we still have some time we grabbed a beer. With some spare time we finished our beer and headed to bus terminal, where we saw nothing was happening. In a shock I checked the ticket and saw the departure time was 1:15, not 1:45 as I was wrongly thinking. I just fixed in my mind that we have an hour in Dubbo. Tom has seen the ticket the same day, but he just accepted my false assumption. After checking the schedule, we found out that the next coach is leaving tomorrow. I went to information and I was lucky, there were still some free seats in tommorow coach, anyway we have to spend night in Dubbo.

The following day we have enough spare time so we were heading to botanical garden where we saw how lucky we were as from 365 days there were only 3 the garden is closed. Of course, we picked the bad one :D

We didnt miss our coach that day, the lady from info centre told us: "You two, you stay here and dont go anywhere! :D " when we arrived 20 minutes earlier.

I was looking forward to observing the change of landscape from countryside to outback, but what I saw from the window was more savanna than Sahara. Then the dark fell and I saw pitch black. But what I found cool was the massive bumper in the front of the coach. The kangaroos were jumping quite frequently accross the road indeed.

The following day we went to Broken Hill Miners' memorial in the morning and for the afternoon I planned a walk to Living desert sculptures.(walk for me, for Tomas Todesmarsch). According to google only 7 km and 2 hours walking, easy. And the thing was, that sculptures are the prettiest during the sunset, so we hit the road at 3 pm. When we got like 2 km from the city, a coach was passing by, it stopped after a few meters and the driver asked us whether we want to go to see the sculptures. If so, we can hop in. From the distance we looked like two emus as he said and when the driver asked the others if they should give us a lift, they agreed. By that time we didnt realize how lucky we were, but eventually 7 Km according to google were 14 Km in reality, so I dont want to imagine the possible scenario. All the people were very nice to us, it was a group of pensioners from Adelaide. And we were for them typical silly people from city, who really underestimated the whole situation. Tomas has experienced the feeling, which people from Prague have when they are somewhere else and have to face the typical reaction (well, from Prague, what do you expect? :D) Here it was transfered to Australian conditions. Fortunatelly, they gave us a lift on the way back, so were safe and sound back in the hostel early. We really took the lesson from it, such as at least we should inform somebody from the hostel where we are going and always ask locals and never trust google! :D