With sincere apologies for a previous post, your humble blogger has seen the actual Australian outback. Two friends at work, Stushie and Ash, own a plane and kindly offered to allow me to accompany them on a little jaunt to a place called Parachilna. Like you, I thought, "What the heck is a Parachilna?" But jumped at the chance to finally see what legend (and Bill Bryson) have made famous.Here's the plane we took. Pretty cool huh? Turns out the newly minted South Australian Senator Nick Xenophon took this on his inaugural trip to Canberra.
Our intrepid pilots. That's Ash on the right. Stushie was in the back trying to stop their little one from doing a Linda Blair on us from motion sickness (poor thing!).
The landing strip from the air. People tell me this is actually a GOOD landing strip. While the pilots were pointing to this and saying, "look Ted!" I was looking for a parachute.
Downtown Parachilna at its main intersection. Permanent population: 6. Rush hour must be a b*tch.
But it was fascinating; and Parachilna's Prairie Hotel has the distinct honor of being the place where I lost my "you must eat kangaroo meat" cherry. Also I had emu - which I didn't even know you could eat. So now I've consumed everything on the Australian Coat of Arms - but only because it was on the menu.Stushie and Ash own their own air charter service and Parachilna is on their route. Thanks guys!
- Farmer Ted
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