So there we are at 5am, when thump thump outside the van, I'm already awake but someone else wakes up thinking someone is trying to break in, no I say, it's a bit of bark falling off a tree hitting the roof, but now your awake, I was thinking.........
And so it's decided that after a cup of tea, we make an early start and do two days driving in one......
5.30am and I'm in the camp showers all lathered up and singing 'my ding a ling' when suddenly I turn and confront this female with no clothes on, staring up at me, with her arms outstretched in my cubicle, I mutter a deep manly gruff moan that possibly sounded like 'Eeeek' before I notice the sparkle of desire and wanting in her eyes, she moves closer so as to embrace my sublime toned naked body, I notice that she is now standing up on tip toes as if to grasp me and never let go of me in this passionate moment and then I notice her other set of legs and arms waving about at me before I spray our 6inch friend with the shower head and she scurries away under the cubicle door.......
We drive, well when I say we I mean, one of us drove for 9.20hrs and one of us sat in the passenger seat looking longing at the bed in the back thinking, will he mind if I just have a little doze...... The journey is without incident, except for the bush fires we have to drive through and the 4foot lace monitor lizard we almost collide with, but we arrive in Broome and settle for Cable Beach Caravan Park.
Now after 9 odd hours of driving in temps that not once went below 35 degrees, all I want to do is check in, connect up and relax with a cup of tea under the fronds of the palm trees surrounding our site, but hey whilst talking to the receptionist, the phone rings, it's Nina, God knows where she is but she wants to cut a deal where she pays when she decides to leave and not beforehand like very one else...... 5mins later the receptionist returns to us, saying sorry admittedly but can sense I am not best pleased, possibly because I mentioned the fact, that I was thinking of phoning her so as to get checked in quicker....... I am not a happy bunny....... So whilst we are discussing what would be the best site for us with a site map in front of us, the door opens and a German couple walk in, they approach the desk where all three of us are discussing our site location and interrupt by saying, " Just a quick question" and suddenly start talking to the receptionist about changing their site and what other sites do they have available, HE then turns and points and uses our site map to discuss his problem with the receptionist. Nuclear Explosion time, and without a diplomatic statement, suggestion, hint or reference, he gets told unequivocally to wait his turn and get off my map.......... "Of course" he replies and whilst feeling slightly embarrassed for my outburst to a fellow European, we park up and live the dream....... Out for dinner, she has had such a hard day, I feel someone else should cook for us and so go to restaurant above cable beach for the continuation of the sunset picture competition....... Even I have to admit to one to the pictures below having a certain mystical, magical and dynamic feel to it, where the colour in the sky makes the subject stand out and makes you wish you could be him!
And so we return to camp, only to see the Police driving in 4 minutes before us, but more importantly, we see a man, walking towards us away from the site putting on another top looking furtively around him as we would say in the trade...... Upon entering camp we find out someone has been broken into, we mention our suspicious man and within minutes we are talking to the local constabulary who are taking the details of what has been stolen from our 'Only a quick question' German couple........
We advise where we saw him, that he was not carrying a swag bag but suggest it could be wise to search the said area in daylight or now with serious torches, but that we will check early in the morning for them, providing they don't interrupt us that is.......
And now to sleep with the thought on my mind, do I tell her it was me banging on the side of the van........
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