Wednesday, 13 April 2011

Monday 11th of April - Botany Bay

I arrived in Sydney yesterday evening. This morning I intended to drive directly to Katoomba, west of Sydney. I was quite close to Botany Bay, and on impulse decided to pay a visit to the Botany Bay National Park.

A wonderful beach!

Wouldn't you want to go for a swim?

Lovely birds flying above me!

...and another type of "bird". Sydney Airport is very close, so I took this great shot, just as the plane is about to land.

A pair of lovely birds.

Wonder what he is thinking, as he is looking at me...?

Sitting still. Wonder if he has noticed me?

Aren't these cute?

He seems to wonder what I am doing...

This butterfly is definitely posing for me!

Heading for Fiji!

This monument marks the place where Captain Cook first arrived in Australia.

The place, as seen from the monument.

An extract from Cook's log book.

I bird, just about to land in this pine tree.

Wonderful yellow colours on this bird!

Sunday, 10 April 2011

Sunday 10th of April

Today was travelling day!
I'm now in Sydney, and will drive to Katoomba (west of Sydney) early in the morning.
See you there!

Saturday, 9 April 2011

The local people

I got a question about the local people here.
Well, there are two sorts, the immigrants and the aborigines.

The immigrants look like ordinary europeans, and are quite easy to talk to. On a superficial level, that is.
They often ask you "Hi! How are you?". In the shops this is a routine.
The response to "Thank you!" here is "No worries" or "No worries, mate!". You can use mate both for women and men.
The cities here look like ordinary european cities. They come in three sizes, really huge city (1 million and above), normal cities (5000-20000) and "did I just pass the village?" size (up to 100). Seems to be no other sizes, for some strange reason.

There are also the aborigines, the people who lived here long before the europeans found it. One of the reasons for me to visit Australia was to meet this people.
My first encounter with the aborigines was at the Alice Springs airport. I was on the mens room, and just before leaving, an aboriginal cleaning lady put her cleaning wagon in the door opening, effectively blocking the way out. I tried to make her aware of this, but she just stood looking at me. I had two bags with me, and it was with great effort that I managed to pass her cleaning wagon. She just looked strangely at me.

My second encounter was at the same airport. My plane was awfully delayed (2,5 hours). In the waiting room was an aboriginal man, about 30 years old, with a backpack. He lay on the floor, using his backpack as a pillow. Fair enough. I started talking to him. He told me he was on his way to Darwin (I was on my way to Uluru). He was not very talkative, but not unfriendly. He told me there was a small botanic garden just outside the airport. He didn't seem to want to socialize. I asked him to look after my hand luggage, which he agreed to do. I got out and looked at the garden, which was really tiny, about 50 x 50 meters. But well worth a visit. I got back in, got my hand luggage back, but got the impression that he wanted to be left alone. I somehow felt he was angry with me, but couldn't understand why.

My third and fourth encounters were at the Uluru tours, two aboriginal guides. At the tours the guides told aboriginal stories in their own language, which then was translated by an interpreter. It felt a little silly, because obviously these aborigines knew English, but pretended not to. It felt like this was to give a more "genuine" feeling of meeting the true aborigines. They didn't feel very connected to the audience, and spoke only to the interpreter. At one moment one of the guides was alone, so I tried to ask here some questions, but she didn't seem very interested. I could sense she didn't care much about us tourists, other than the money we could provide.

The next time was at the checkin counter at the apartment hotel in Darwin, where I was staying. An aboriginal couple was talking to the receptionist. I tried to break the ice by asking "Are you also travelling around?", but just got an angry look, after which they ignored me.
My last encounter was in Kuranda the other day, when going by the information centre. An elderly aboriginal woman suddenly grabbed my arm, said "Hello darling", and demanded to know where I was from. I didn't like her approach, but told her I was Swedish. I think she was drunk. (I heard other people say they were often drunk, but didn't believe it until now). I politely asked her where she was from, just to make conversation. She declared in a harsh voice that she was one of the aborigines. I got a bad feeling about her, so I told her I was busy, removed my hand from hers (which she was still grabbing) and walked away.

I must admit that I now have a very negative feeling towards the aborigines. I had thought that if I just showed them respect, they would be easy to talk to. Instead I just got an unwelcome and discomfortable feeling.

I have partially got an explaination for their behaviour. Obviously the Australian authorities have abducted many of their children, to give them "better homes". If these is true, then I definitely understand why they are angry with other Australians, and me too, since I look like them.

What I can see in them is that they have lost their identity. I have not seen one single aborigine who has had a proud look and body posture. I feel sorry for them...

Friday 8th of April

Today I stayed locally, and visited Cairns Botanic Gardens.

It started with a boardwalk through a rainforest. (Please note that this is in the middle of Cairns City!)

This vine looks like it is trying to strangle the poor tree!

A dragonfly is posing for me.

Look at the two "eyes" on the forehead of this dragonfly.

There was a tiny creek too! You know my love for water...

Absolutely wonderful!

Vines were climbing on most trees.

Well, it is a botanic garden, so there is a lawn too.

A wonderful flower! 

In the greenhouse: an amazing spider!

and another one!

and a lovely flower.

This flower looks like a small bottle, and is about 3 cm tall.
I thought it might be an insect trap, so I picked a small grass straw and touch its' inside, but no reaction.
So it is probably for containing water.

These black berries are hanging on a red twig from the palmtree.
Looks like a string from a necklace.

These vines were hanging down.
I tried to grab one, to see if it could hold me, but it broke easily.

A closeup of the vines.

This is a cannonball tree.
For obvious reasons. Look at the fruit.

I love the colours of this flower.

It looks like paper falling off this tree, and it is actually called a papertree.

In the afternoon I practiced throwing a boomerang I bought in town.
I threw it alright, but most of the times it ended up in a palmtree. Had to search a while, before being able to find it... :-) Maybe two pieces of wood attract each other...?
Well, you don't start as an expert, do you? It was fun to have tried. I will look for a larger and more open field next time I practice, to make it easier to find.


Thursday, 7 April 2011

Thursday 7th of April

Today it was time for Daintree National Park. It is about 80 km north of Cairns.
This is a preserved rainforest park.

At the entrance, there was this warning sign for turkeys. Another sign said they were stealing food at the tables, so we should not feed them. Better be careful... :-)

I am getting quite used to these water hazards now. They are becoming quite fun! Take aim and drive quickly, and it splashed everywhere! :-)

Here is the little turkey, at the picnic tables. He seemed very friendly. However, a guy I met told me that it had run away with one of his 20 dollar bills! (Wonder how it intended to use it...? )

A small splashing stream. Can't resist taking a photo of it...

Many trees seem to interleave their root systems...

All plants seem to be in symbiosis with each other.

A tiny waterfall, followed by a very relaxing stream...

Look at this view! The clouds are covering the mountain! Wonderful!

Looks like walking in a tropical rainforest, doesn't it? You are correct!

Many plants like to grow on trees.

This tree has an enormous rout system!

Just a tiny tree prevents this giant rock from rolling!

... or maybe these two stones helped. But nothing else prevented this rock from rolling all over me!

These tree roots are big, and not under ground like we are used to, rather in the air.

Sometimes I had to walk across a small stream. Quick steps, and I successfully came over to the other side.

I little wider stream. Quick steps on the rocks, and I was over on the other side.

Strangely one of the leaves was purple...?

The mosquitos were quite active... :-(
I will remember to wear long sleeves next time...