Darwin, Northern Territory.

It has to be said that by the time we arrived in Darwin we were physically and mentally exhausted.  Our  destination was booked six months in advance, so it was part
of the time frame that we had to get here by June in the North.  Originally it was planned that we would have spent some time with our daughter but alas she was moved onto another position.
The first few days were pretty windy with temperatures during the days reaching around 26 to about 28 with the evenings settling around 12 to 14 degrees.  We were informed that it had been the coldest June for about 40 years.  Anyway since we were here and the pool was so inviting and the days were still pretty warm I promised myself to enjoy a dip each day whilst here.

We found our way back into Litchfield Park, which we had visited the year before in January.  It's a beautiful National Park with so many water holes to enjoy let alone the views to behold of rock face escarpments, ridges, lounging lizards as they make their way from water pools.  The waters are unbelievably clear with the only music as they race over the rocks and stones that layer for kilometres beneath.

A visit to the Darwin River Dam is worth a look.  The sheer enormity of the volume of water that is held is spectacular.  With recent rainfalls, some flooding the damn was at its peak.  A great walk along the dam's wall with a drive back to camp.

We got the opportunity of enjoying some camp fun with Happy Hour meeting lots of lovely people on the nighs we did attend. As we had stayed away from Darwin Central during the stay we didn't get as much time to visit the city itself, the excuse being that we'd done it before.  Anyway I really did want to head out to the Mindil Beach Markets, told to go on the Thursday
because it was probably that much better. However, we think we arrived a tad too late at 5.30pm and circling for a while before finding a carpark, thinking that all the tourists in Darwin had the same thing in mind.  Needless to say that it was a little difficult to get onto the beach to watch the sunset with about another 1000 people, if not more, that headed straight
back to the market pavillion once the sunset.

Unfortunately, by this stage I knew that I think I was about to come down with some sort of flu virus.  Through the first week I'd attended to laundry, cleaning the van, sorting stuff.....as women do.....the microwave gave up...even though we'd probably only used it once and that was to soften the butter from the fridge.