Dear Diary,
After a delicious night in bunkers in the marvelous camping of Alice Springs, all fans on, in a real bed, stuff wet and dry all over the floor and the shelves and beds, we headed to Jungala's National pPark to listen to him talking about his bush.
The speech was really interesting and I enjoyed it very much (like Borat). We understand better the aboriginal culture now. The morning tea added a special touch to the moment, and what else do you want me to say: fresh bread with butter and strawberry jam (called "tartine" in "Belgian") are the best brekkie you can have (counting that I didn't have any for the last nine months).
After that, we spent time in the bus watching freaks save the world, trying to find the last piece of dry land, with lots of noises, violence against women and screams.
I spent at least an hour on a rock waiting or the dark and then the fire and cooked marshmallows + massages leaded us to bed just under the stars.
Really great and peaceful and delicious.
Clémentine
