Yesterday we lost an hour and a half from time-change. That's not including the hour we lost because we had to drive back to Kununurra after I forgot to put the radiator cap back on. That little oversight meant that as soon as I stopped the car, all the radiator fluid boiled over. On the good luck side, I had an extra liter of fluid, and somehow the radiator cap managed to stay undisturbed right next to the opening. Some up there is in a hate-love relationship with me, I guess.
Lake Argyle (the first place we stopped on the way, and the place where the radiator boiled over) was pretty, but there weren't any really good places that we saw to just chill out next to the lake.
We made it the rest of the way to Katherine fine, and there were some interesting characters when we got there. One of the guys we were hanging out with works in Cannes convincing celebrities to stay at his employer's hotels. Also, there was a colossally drunk Estonian/Russian fellow who at first claimed "Germany is shit", and wanted Mary to explain why it was so great, but then wouldn't listen to what she said.
Good times.
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I've never met a sober person from anywhere in breakaway states from the former USSR.
I ran into him sober in Darwin, seemed like a nice enough fellow. Much more understandable.
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