Rail to Cairns
9/7/00
11:00 PM
Well, it’s’ been an interesting 3 hours. Only 17 more to go! I waited no more than 15 minutes after the train pulled away to walk up to the Club Car. They had Canadian Bacon on. And why, I do not know. I could count the number of Americans and Canadians on the train with one finger. Who was going to get the stereotypical jokes? Well, I did. Anyhow, I soon fell in with a group of half drunk Aussies: Paula from Townsville, Peter, and I forget the rest. We drank and were quite messy until they closed the car. Now we’re all passing out.
Fan Tales
They’ve got this candy over here called Fan Tales. It’s like a Milk Dud, but individually wrapped. On the wrapper is a kind of “Who am I?” story about a famous celebrity. Pretty neat.
So anyhow, I’ve made yet another group of temporary friends. We all had a good time, drank plenty of cans of XXXX Gold … blah! They’re all getting off before morning, so I’ve got yet another lonesome day tomorrow. I just hope these brats in front of me get off early, too.
Oh, this train is old & slow. No accommodations, not even like the XPT from Sydney. Oh, well. I’m in Australia!
KC