31st December 2013
Yesterday evening I photographed the sunset from the rise above my room. A young man from Melbourne about my son’s age came and watched it also. It was hot, the ants were particularly friendly and found my feet and legs a great place to explore. Much and all as it was nice to have a companion to watch the sun glide behind the clouds and ultimately behind the ranges, it would also have been great to have been alone so that I could whip my sarong off and give it a good shake to get rid of those ants who were a little more adventurous than their friends.
Today is the last day of the year; a day of contemplation for me as it is for many others. Looking back at the previous 12 months was an interesting indeed. What a journey we are all on and how lovely to be seeing the year out doing something that brings me such a wonderful sense of peace.
As I sit out on the deck having my morning coffee it is very warm already. The dappled sunshine through the canopy of the bush has a sting in it which promises that the predicted heat wave is indeed on its way. Even the birds are a little quiet and lethargic this morning. I have a sense of sadness that I will soon be leaving this beautiful place. I have not decided yet what I am going to do from here. Will I go on to another place, or will I head back the city? I know which my heart prefers though I must be practical and consider finances.
I am a little disappointed that I’ve not seen any lizards, goannas or snakes. I am sure they have been there but I’ve just not been aware of them, after all I did manage to miss seeing a roo under a bush a couple of days ago, didn’t I? I hear the echo of “city girl” in my mind, a name a dear friend uses to taunt me.
As the day progresses temperature soars. I do not wander too far today, content to stay tucked inside my room, watching some tennis and soaking up the air conditioning. At around 3.30 disaster strikes…there is a power outage. At around 4 I take a walk to check and make sure that it is not just my room which has no electricity. Sharon tells me that she has had a call saying that the power will probably not be back on until about 1am. 1am!!! What?? It is the fourth time since Christmas that the power had failed so she is pretty certain that they are just covering themselves in saying it will be that long. The other outages had not been that long. As I talk to her 2 vans pull out of the park. Obviously they are not too keen on being in this heat without power.
The young man who watched the sunset with me last evening came over to join us. He asked Sharon if you she had any recommendations for where he could stay in Coober Pedy the next day. She looked at him as though she thought that he had totally lost his marbles. “You do realise that they are predicting around 48 – 49 degrees for there tomorrow, don’t you?” He assured her that yes he did know that but he was on a fairly tight schedule and if he wanted to fit all he planned in he needed to keep moving. She shook her head at him, speechless. Yep, he had obviously lost his marbles.
The afternoon crawls slowly into evening. The heat is increasing, the wind hot and blasting. It is hot and uncomfortable on my deck but even worse inside my room where there is absolutely no air movement whatsoever. I am not too concerned, as I expect that the power will come back on any moment. I prepare my New Year’s Eve celebration dinner of porterhouse steak, new potatoes, coleslaw and tomato. I thank the bush in a toast with a nice cold whiskey and coke. Still no electricity.
After dinner is finished I walk up the rise to watch the sunset. Below me the lights of Port Augusta twinkle back at me. Well at least someone had power! The air is so still it feels like it is closing in on me. The mosquitos are starting to buzz around me. I think back to the days when we used to collect cow manure and burn it to keep the mozzies away. Anything to occupy the mind.
Back on my deck I fix another drink and use my torch to read by. The insects swarm around immediately. Well, that is not an option then. Eventually I decide that it is better to be inside in the sweat box and able to read than outside in the mozzies. The room is stifling. It is a lovely room, don’t get me wrong, but it is designed to be used in conjunction with air conditioning. I have my first cold shower. Before the night is over I have another 2. I decide to write some of my blog on my laptop… the battery needs recharging. My phone battery is getting low also. The wonders of technology!
Eventually at around 11pm I decide that there is nothing else to do but try to sleep. I have another cold shower and lay down on my bed willing sleep to come quickly. Of course, it doesn’t. Midnight comes and goes, no power; 1am, no power eventually at around 2am I manage to doze.
Oh, by the way, Happy New Year……….
To be continued….
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