Hooray!
We’ve at last ventured into another capital city after leaving Perth 10 weeks ago and eager to leave the white sox coated in red dust well behind us. (If only for a while)
A quick 90km north from Batchelor this morning we swung into the Hidden Valley caravan park in Darwin. Did my usual novice nomad intro at the reception and we are now proudly ensconced in a shady location keen to spend time doing things city folk do.
Like, trapsing around the very big Casurina Shopping Centre, opting for lunch at the alternative Casurina Club and mixing it with everyone at Mindil Beach for the markets at sunset.
You have to be a former market manager to command the attention of young pup security officials and get parked up close to the action——10 metres from the start of the stalls.
Mindil Beach is the culmination of all those accents and languages you have heard while travelling the north. A genuine melting pot of interracial sounds and sights; holidaying young families, backpackers, retirees and everybody in between.



