We land in Perth, Western Australia, where we spend some time earning some money for the trip. We start by working on a cow farm and discover the evil hidden behind the milk cartons at the supermarket. We also stop to work in the city: Davide is engaged in thousands of floor paving jobs and I (Jackie) work between a maid and a shop assistant, so we basically end up never seeing each other.
After a year and a half of hard work we resume the journey. We cross the Australian continent far and wide. From Perth to Broome, where we enjoy the wild Australian beaches, the unusual deserts, its bizarre kangaroos and sweet wallabies and the endless bays populated by whales and dolphins. We proceed along the Gibb River Road where the heat and the destructive bush-fires are juxtaposed with the cool waters of the deep canyons. We can still remember the fear of crocodiles while in Darwin and spiders as huge as the country’s national parks. We also meet some new people, the noisy Australian aborigines. We come across the legends of the Black Mountains and take a dip back into the story of the great Captain Cook.
Finally we arrive in Queensland, where the tropical forest meets the coral reef. Here we meet koalas, Lorikeet parrots, possums and we snorkel to discover the hidden beauties of this tropical paradise. We let ourselves slip into the water, drifting along coral gardens animated by sea turtles and fish with the most vibrant colours. We also discover the sad truth about the corals and global warming, as a result of which we are losing a precious treasure. We follow a long desert route to the centre of Australia, to the fervent and solitary Alice Springs, to the mighty and sacred rock Uluru and the wandering camels. We then head southwards to Southern Australia where we are welcomed with open arms by an Australian couple in their vineyard in Adelaide. Once crowded Melbourne is behind us, we plunge into the exploration of the treasures of the Tasmanian rainforest. A succession of heavenly bays is ahead. We lose ourselves among clear lakes that reflect like mirrors, rapidly flowing rivers and verdant hairpin bends of ferns, millennial conifers and pines.
As we return, as a last stop, we call into Sydney where we venture into the Blue Mountains. We pause in front of the artistic grandeur of the Opera House and wander around the historic centre. An immense, romantic, cosmopolitan and certainly multicultural city where inhabitants can never be too tattooed or too eccentric.