Thursday morning was wonderful, as we SLEPT IN !! We had decided to make this a bit of a rest day after the three days of driving. After a relaxing brekky, we headed off in search of adventure (with the least required walking as my knee was so painful, I hit the ‘I’m gonna spew I’m in so much pain’ stage a few times today. .
The kids loved finding unique shells (& it was a bonus when there was a crab inside them). Miss 13 really wanted to take one home, which of course isn’t possible, but we were later to read on a sign that crabs of that size aren’t even allowed to be taken from the water due to the need to protect the population.
It was extremely interesting to visit this old gun battery. To have DH explain to us all how the gun would have worked etc. I would highly recommend this to anyone visiting Darwin. An interesting point is that this & other military machines were necessary due to the attack from the Japanese, but years later, some of those same machines were sold to the Japanese as scrap metal.
DH & the boys enjoyed climbing up and onto the old gun battery, being able to see it from all angles. As you can see, it was a gorgeous day in Darwin.. pretty hot, but hey, what did you expect.
This is our hire car while in Darwin. It’s a Turbo Diesel Prado so DH is quite keen to see what it’s like as he’s always shy’d away from Diesel at all. We have a petrol Prado at home, so it’ll be a good comparison.
After some lunch back at ‘home’, we got in our togs and headed to the wave lagoon. The kids were pretty excited about it and I suspect they may come away thinking it was the best outing of the trip. The fact that it is a school/work day made it a fantastic time to go as we almost had the place to ourselves.
A thunderstorm rolled in after am hour and half or so, but it was basically just rain to begin with. The main storm didn’t come through for another hour or so. The kids always love it when I allow them to go in the pool at home when it’d raining, so to be on here whilst it was raining was pretty exciting !! After heading back to get changed, we made our way to the movies to see ‘Insergent’. I thought the session was 4.45pm, but it had actually started at 4.15pm. Whoops. So we bought tickets for the next showing at 6.45pm thinking that it was late night shopping and we could just walk around the shops for a bit, but we found out vertu quickly that late night shopping isn’t on Thursday in Darwin, it’s on Friday. Whoops… so, after killing time at Maccas, we finally got into our movie. It was worth the wait, and I have to say I’m in Divergent camp now, as opposed to Hunger Games… defs a better series. Can’t wait for the next one to come out. As Master 12 & Moss 13 have been reading the books, there was many “this is so different from the book” comments whispered back and forth during the movie.
One thing I must say about Darwin is that the Aboriginals are a little scary. Everywhere else we’ve seen them, they basically keep to themselves, but the three trips we’ve made to the shops so far have all involved either aggitated, angry, drugged ir just plain stupid Aboriginals. Plus they actually go out of their way to engage with you in a hostile manner. Last night unfortunately involved one Aboriginal man letting his pants come down, spitting on the floor and basically being disgusting.
It’s such a complex subject though. Are they the way they are because we haven’t treated them well? Or do they choose this path. Overall, I would think it’s a combination of both.
Our general opinion of the indigenous people across our entire trip so far is that they are very aimless. … wandering the streets, or just sitting doing absolutely nothing, and then coming back past the same spot later that day and seeing the same person there still. A real security present is out also.. especially around grog shops.
I’ve asked DH a few times on our trip when seeing these aimless indigenous people “Why aren’t they doing anything?” and his reply was mostly that they didn’t want to, or simply didn’t have the intellect to fill a job. Very sad.
When we were at Alice Springs and went to that pancake breakfast at the caravan park, there was a family there who quite obviously foster several indigenous children into their family. It was really great to see these foster parents encouraging kindness and good manners in these kids, but also building up their self esteem also. DH & I both commented that these indigenous kids will be blessed to have this foundation. Hopefully they’ll go onto great things and not become what is sadly known as the Indigenous way of life.
There is so much more to this topic though.. I’ve barely scraped the surface.
Wrapping up for now. Until t’rows blog peeps..