Outback, Australia

So if you follow me on any other forum besides this blog, you would have already guessed that we road-tripped through the Outback of Australia this weekend. Specifically Uluru, aka the heart of Australia. It was an amazing trip and one I did not think we would be able to afford to do while we were here. But we made it! And surprisingly we did have intermittent cell phone coverage which is how I was able to post some photos during our trip. Land Rovers were one of the only cars available to rent, so we definitely were riding 4WD style in the Outback. The desert was cold, with spectacular sunrises and sunsets, amazing colors, art, stories, and the best sleep-in-yo-tent-weather ever. 

The flies were crazy! I mean swarming around your face all day, it almost drove us crazy so we bought face nets. We heard the flies were even worse in the summer-time and I literally cannot even imagine that. I packed my go-to hot pink snowsuit (which every girl owns to stay warm, right?), and felt like I ate granola bars the entire time. We did. Except for a grill it yourself bar we found the first night that served an Outback special (kangaroo, emu, buffalo, and crocodile)- that was so good! We hiked 10.6K around the entire base, woke up for every sunrise and sunset, and carried a tiny camp stove with us everywhere to make hot tea and soup on our hikes. This was perrrfect for those cold days we spent hiking.

If it looks like I took all these photos in one day because I have the same outfit on in almost every photo, don't be fooled. I just wore the same clothes everyday. While watching our last sunrise before boarding the plane that morning, I remember that I decided I'd rather go hungry than eat another granola bar and shoved my half-eaten granola bar into the pocket of my hot pink onesie. Totally forgot about that half-eaten granola bar and washed an entire load of laundry with that still in one of my pockets. 

I've spent the last few days packing our bags to move back to the US and picking granola bar, it seems, off of every piece of clothing I own. Thinking about the people I met in the desert and the history there with the aboriginals and colonialism, has left me reflecting on my entire experience there these last few days which has also caused a slight delay in my post about the desert. During my time there, I heard so many cultural stories and saw a lot of poverty. The type of poverty you'd never expect to see in Australia. I have mixed feelings about it all. It was inspiring and disturbing at the same time. There were loads of places with cultural significance around the rock that you could not even take photos. Needless to say, the photos you see here do not include even half of what we saw, including some amazing cave art that dates back thousands of years. As it usually is for me, my time in the desert was a spiritual experience. The quiet harsh environment, no photo areas, and cultural significance of Uluru itself forced me to slow down and just take it all in. The colors, the smell, the landscape. I'll never forget it. 

the name of the game is to stay warm. 

hiking the base

watering hole

ghost gum tree. beautiful.

tea break

The heart of Australia
outback special
bug nets

passionfruit cheesecake, hot tea, and local news

swatting flies