We’re now on D-day in the desert. Has the part arrived? As we wait in anticipation, we’re watching others who came in last night towing boats. They’re already packing up this morning, heading somewhere. And with our noses plastered to the Perspex windows, we watch longingly as the last of their crew drive off, hoping against hope that we too will be able to leave today.
So we’ve started packing up like we really ARE leaving. (How’s that for positive thinking?) We have to wait for the mail bus to come in at 10:30 to find out. Otherwise, it could be another night in Coober Pedy.
To pass the time away, we’ve been reading books, playing on the computer, and sipping Iced Tea. Or just making excuses to go into town to the local petrol station, come grocery shop, come hardware shop, come electric shop, come plumbing shop, come stationary shop, come post office. Oh! and don’t forget opal shop!
We even had a smidgen of rain yesterday which in itself wasn’t so bad, but it was the dust that came in behind it as the winds picked up. But it only lasted for a minute or two. “Well, (clapping the dust off my hands) that’s the end of our rainstorm”. But in reality, we really don’t want to be here if it seriously rained. We’d be stuck for days as the roads would turn into a quagmire of mud. There’s only one bitumen road and that’s the main street itself. All of the other roads are dirt, including the one heading out to William Creek and Lake Eyre.
So in the meantime, as Chris packs up what he can on the outside, I’ve packed up the inside. I might have a cuppa while we wait.
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