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Sitting on a cramped bus, in the middle of the Western Australian desert made me re-think downing over 3L of "daily-recommended" water. Being miles from anywhere led roommates Jose, Vicky and I to the truest of Aussie landscapes; the big and barren WA. Home to white beaches, optional foot attire and the world's most isolated city.
After an exhausting 4-hour flight we hit the Sheralee Hostel in Perth. Practically an ancient ruin, the place challenged the boundaries of cleanliness. Our evening stay was accompanied by a dead cockroach, a bloody kitchen brawl of Irishman, and a Chinese man determined to catch the mouse inhabiting our room. Waking up to our neighbors alarm an hour earlier then needed, we were ready to catch our tour leaving for the far north. Leaving the dust mites and grime behind us we boarded the 20 person bus jammed pack with tourists mostly from Europe. Led by "Bachelor Bob" (coined due to the lack of wedding ring), Bob both guided and drove the diverse crew up the coast. Stopping at places like the Pinnacle Desert, white sandy beaches and the Wildlife Park where Jose taught a multicoloured finch how to dance. Apparently Spaniards have a way with the wildlife. Kilometre after another, we continued on towards Kalgone National Park. When entering I obeyed the instructions by keeping hydrated for the remainder of time hiking. The views of the rocky red terrain were one of a kind and my camera couldn't get enough. By the end of the day we made it to Monkey Mia, but before our glorious arrival we made a much need "pee-pee" break at the Billabong Roadhouse. Word of the wise: keep water consumption to a minimum when stopping at 3-hour increments. We capped the day with a sunset over the Indian Ocean, and a bobbing turtle wishing us goodnight. Getting an early start to the day we watched bottlenose dolphins swim up to shallow beach, followed by a morning of sailing at Shark Bay. Growing closer with our fellow travelers we headed to lookouts at Shell Beach, Hamelin pools and Eagles Bluff. Our final overnight stay was a farm reserve, miles from civilization and cell phone reception. Luckily the stench of our barn accommodation didn't bother us too much. With only a day ahead of us we concluded the tour with sandboarding, peeing in the outback and bowing down to HRH Prince Leonard of Hutt River Principality. Hutt River is an independent state succeeding Australian rules and laws. It's hard to imagine, but getting a stamp in our Passports was definitely the biggest highlight! The drive back to Perth was long and tiring, but left lingering views of open paddocks, grazing kangaroos and running emus. After this trip, I can confidently wash my pee down the toilet, tolerate the extent of greasiness, speak beginner Spanish, and answer all of life's questions with She's the Man quotes. Western Australia is forgotten and desolate, but full of hidden gems. The 4-day tour was a blur, but I've got a lifetime of knowledge.
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Vicky BEST blog EVER lol this is so good. it captures absolutley every moment we had haha i couldnt stop laughing!
Colleen I love reading your entries Britt! so entertaining. looks like you're having the time of your life :)
Britt Hahha thanks girls!
Lauren you know it bra. ahhaha this is really good.