Unbelievable adventures

Long time has passed. In these weeks, I have done so many experiences that I would have to write an entire book about it to give you an idea.
Let’s see what I can do. Also because some of my experiences are so unbelievable that you will think I am a liar.
To begin in the right way I will give you the right direction to put me in the geography.
I arrived right now from Alice’s Springs with the Ghan, the train that connect Darwin to Adelaide. And it is quite comfortable, the chairs are big and I could even sleep well there.
Not flying is a good challenge but it is worth… I really understand how big the distances can be in this continent.
Anyway, I was in Port Campbell last time I was writing, or almost. Arriving there Moran and I decided to stop, also if there is only one bus a week to go there and out. We set my tent in the camping near the beach and we relaxed. this is the place of the 12 apostols (12 rocks), also if the apostols are not more 12 but only 9 or 10...
Spending time with Moran was really nice... she is crazy... this is a picture where she was taking picture of herself... (she was used to do it...)
The first day was wonderful, sun, swimming, reading and having nothing to think about. The second day perhaps a little bit boring, the village is really little and only a few people stop there. The third day the clouds arrived and we decided to leave. No way.
Was than, when you really think you have to wait next week to escape, when we went to the information office telling them about our problem. Now, the husband of a woman working at the office was going in that moment to Warrnambool. Unbelievable but he gives us a lift, stopping in a lot of places, giving us the possibility to take some pictures, explaining us about the territory and some histories. Is that luck?
Warrnabool was better than we’ve expected. Ok, first of all, because we didn’t expect anything. We stopped at the YHA where they give us bicycles for free to explore the “city”. It was wonderful. That place is famous in the winter for the wale watching but in the summer is beautiful as well.
Anyway I spent all day long on the bicycle, mountain bike, forgetting about the day after and the pain provoked by the saddle… this are the thinks that you learn after…
But it was worth, really.
From there we get the bus to go to Mount Gambier. We planned to spend two nights there but after we decided to stay only one.
The fact is that the only chap accommodation was “the Jail”. Now, if you think that a funny person decided to scare poor backpackers giving to a normal place a strange name, you are wrong. The Jail is really the old Jail, closed only 20 years ago and where very strange people leave. Our room was a cell, the living room is the old chapel and before to arrive to the kitchen you have to cross the air place… everything is still there.
We arrived in this strange place and there was nobody. Only a sign with write “go to the main entrance” on it. But where is the main entrance? Wondering around the place we found a man, in a cell, looking at the television. I went there and asked him: “I am sorry, but, do you know where the main entrance is? We do not find it!”
He stood up and shoot the door screaming “Can’t you read?”
As soon as the door was closed I realized that there was a sign also there: “do not disturb”.
Moran and I, we looked at each other and I really laugh, thinking that they give a good atmosphere. Anyway, I called the owner with the number on the lonely planet and he arrived. He gave us the key of the cell and went out.
We spent the day walking around the city. Is really beautiful there, the lakes are of a strange blue also if my photographs are not so good this time …
In the night in this place was “funny”.
There was a man with a long beard in the kitchen. We were looking at “reality show” where a man was shoot 3 times with a gun and was still alive. I was commentating the fact as the luckiest I have never heard when he answer me that his wife was shooting him twice and she tried to kill him hitting with her car. This was the last time she tried to do it because now she is in Jail.
We stopped eating and he even showed us the sign of the bullets. Then he told us about the history of the Jail. As he knew a lot about it I was asking him about the man we met the same day. He told us that nobody likes him ‘cause of his character. He was a prisoner in that Jail that was released but had not family or nothing to do, so he decided to remain in his old cell, paying the cheap rent.
It was in that moment when we finally decided to leave the next morning…
Therefore we took the bus to Adelaide.
6 hours later we arrived there and spent few time to find a hostel.
The city was in festival, so everything was full or really expensive.
During the day wondering around the city and during the night going to the several festivals, what a life!!
On Friday there was the “Kino Cabaret”.
In this there are some young directors doing shorts film in 48 hours and showing their production every 2 days in a cinema upstairs a bar.
I went there and see the films and I begin to speak with somebody just because he had my same camera.
He asked me what am I doing and how long I am going to stay in Adelaide.
We spoke a little bit and then he asked me… “So, do you want to participate with you own film?”
I thought I was wrong and I asked him to repeat the question.
I was not wrong.
And this is the part that probably some of you would not believe but… I was doing a short film in Adelaide and my Film was shown in the festival.
Was so strange. When I get home this night I was happy and scared at the same time… what have I done. A film, in 48 hours… what am I going to speak about?
Travelling.
Travelling had to be my subject. They were asking me to do a film after talking about my travel… this is what they are interested in. A film about travelling…
And that was.
I am not giving you all the details of my film, it would be just like destroying it… http://media.putfile.com/film-Adelaide34 … so, if you want, have a look of it... I know it is not the best film of the year but is my first try... is just 4 minutes but for me have been 4 minutes of pure emotion.
I was so critic with what I did, the music was to laud, the camera was not still enough and a lot of other thinks, but the people that sow my film understood it. They where coming to me after and almost everybody was telling me about his travel somewhere and his experience and so on.
It has been fantastic.
The film was shown on Sunday and on Monday my bus for Alice’s Springs was leaving, at 6 in the morning. I was sleeping only few hours after celebrating with the team and next morning when my alarm was ringing I wanted to die.
I get to the bus and the first stop was in Barossa Valley… wine tasting… are you completely crazy? Wine tasting during the morning and after a night of not sleeping?
No. I was skipping the wine tasting. I was sleeping in the bus and any time I was waking up any time the landscape was more desert.
We stopped in Alligator Gorge.
“Don’t worry” there was no alligator in Alligator Gorge. It was just spectacular. Big high wall very close to each other and the trip is just in the centre. We were walking and walking and I was taking pictures and taking pictures to realize at the end that I was alone. Everybody was already gone and I was still taking picture. When I realized that I begin to run and after a moment… that was longer I was thinking… I get the others. Living me in the desert… no, it was not so funny.
Lesson learned…
Anyway back to the bus and back to my dreams again.
The first day of the tour we slept in a Ghost village, where the hostel was opening only for us... but I had the possibility to sleep and a lot…
Next day desert ‘till Coober Pedy, the opal city. It is a city underground. There is so hot that even the houses and the bars and everything are underground, as our hostel.
Next day the real desert, infinite landscape without anything but red sand, wind and flies… o my God... I almost forgot the flies… all this days we have been walking with flies nets on our faces, just not to go crazy trying to catch them… there are too many, you cannot fight them, you have just to live with them…
The third night we arrived to Alice’s Springs.
There I looked for the cheapest tour, find one for 250 Australian dollars, booked and enjoyed.
This was a real adventure. No tent, no hostel. The stars were our roof and the Swegs our beds. A Sweg is just a mattress with a blanket included where you can put you sleeping bag inside. Slipping under the stars of the south. Wonderful.
Our guide was crazy. So, the adventure was even better.
I was feeling in the army. He was giving us the time: 5 minutes for the toilets. After 5 minutes he was starting the motor and going with the door open and the people had to jump inside to get in it… he teach us how to eat a real frog taken from the rock and how to drink water in the desert. I give him the blog direction, so he probably will read it… hi Jack… has been the funniest adventure of my travel until here!!!
And to do a little bit of publicity, the tour was organized by Annie’s Place in Alice’s Springs and is the cheapest and the best…
Getting back to the story.
We spent 3 days around Ayes Rock and Olgias.
Only the picture can give you a bit of imagination of how good was spending time there.
Here I am at the end. I know I wrote too much but I had a lot of things to tell you... really a lot…
Tomorrow will be my train to go to Perth and continue with my travel. I hope I will have the possibility to write more often and to let you know about my position… I am not lost in the desert somewhere, I am alive and I am enjoying the trip.

Great Ocean Road

Hi everybody!!!
Ok, ok, it begins to be more difficult to have news and pictures from me… but is not always a bad signal… isn’t it? The fact is that in the last time I have been really busy… ;-)
But, let’s have some order in my diary.
Melbourne.
From the very beginning I put my first foot on the city I understood the difference with Sydney. I think the impression I get of the city is something not translatable… I just think is like a smell of something you perfectly know but you never remember… you know what I mean? I think Melbourne is a city that you can breathe. This place has stile and atmosphere and night life with jazz concerts and pubs and “movida”. It is a city full of contradictions. There are skyscrapers everywhere, but between one and the other, in the little streets where as a tourist you will never go just because you think are too dangerous, there are plenty of bar and restaurants and little shops and strange tastes and perfumes. You almost feel as in Italy sometimes, during the summer, in some places on the seaside.
In Melbourne arrived the time for Yukie and I to separate our ways. She had to search for an apartment and for job… I am still travelling, before or after it would be my time too… it was hard and sad… We just spent almost 2 weeks together, an adventure, a lot of experience and feelings… and than suddenly you realize that it would be very difficult to meet again, for a Japanese girl and an Italian one. She has been your friend and your travelling companion, and then you say goodbye perhaps forever… who knows. Anyway, the life goes on… and the travel with it…
So, we were at this “greenhouse backpackers” in the centre of Melbourne. There, I met a lot of very nice people (as Yukie would have said), and the last night I had a wonderful night with James (from England) and Sandra (from Holland). We enjoyed a lot…
Sorrento
Therefore, after Melbourne I took the train direction Sorrento… a little little village on the bay of the big city.
Actually the place was worst I was expecting. Too cold to swim, too empty perhaps… it is ok sometimes to feel alone, but this was almost a ghost village.
And I met strange people there… two ladies sharing a room and hating each other… A closed B in the toilet, so B had to walk on the corridor and knock at the door to get again into. B was turning off the light any time the A wanted to read… as you see… weird people… and quite old and still in a hostel…
Therefore I decided to stay there only one night and the next day going to Lorne.
Lorne
Telling you that Lorne was beautiful is just not enough. It is still nowhere but there are young people and the nature is really dominant. I arrived at this fantastic YHA up to a hill where I discovery they were still free, the Laundry was gratis and you can feed Cacadus… because there are so many there.
There I was really relaxing. Doing almost nothing but wandering a little bit but not too much… putting my hammocks and read my book in the forest at the side of a river and falling asleep there.
It has been really relaxing.
Then I met a Girl of Israel and she told me that to go on in the great ocean road there is only one bus that from Apollo Bay every Friday brings you there. That was the time I decided to leave the hostel with her and to come here in Apollo bay and wait for the bus tomorrow to go to Port Campbell. Then I will stop there one week: I really want to enjoy the 12 apostles and if the only way to do it is to stay in a village for one week, I am ready to do it. Moran (the Israel girl) still doesn’t know what she is going to do… she will tell me it tomorrow… lets see.
So, tonight we are going to sleep in this hostel in Apollo Bay. Too expensive but I think is the best one I have never been, also if the one in Lorne was full of atmosphere too.
Anyway, this is my travel until here… you know, also if I don’t write too much or also if I need a lot of time to do it, I like thinking about you, following my adventures and looking at my pictures… to help you with the geography, look at the map…
Bye bye