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Delightful Darwin

In the interests of keeping blood pressure low, you will be glad to know, in advance, that I will not be showing off "my girls" in this post!

BUT, if I thought Port Douglas was hot, man - it's got nothing on Darwin, nothing! My sports bra was completely wet through and therefore not worth photographing (lucky you).

Before we got there, we had to dodge another cyclone (well, technically speaking, it was a tropical low that threatened to form into a cyclone, but close enough) and that meant a little rough weather, although it was still warm.



Meanwhile, the kids and us kept busy with the various activities they had on board, including Wii at Sea. Luckily, Video Boy was on hand for technical support for the staff who seemingly had no clue:




And Wombat Girl beat me soundly in a couple of games of giant chess, in between beating the other kids at Skip Bo in Kids Club:



Our day in Darwin dawned bright and sunny. And did I mention it was HOT? Got to 34 degrees, 95% humidity. They reckon the summer in Darwin, which is also the wet season, can be so horrendous that people develop a mental health condition known as "going troppo". Totally get that.

We were interested in Darwin's role in World War II. Darwin was Australia's closest shave with the war and it was actually bombed in February 1942 and 292 people were killed. 



There was a Military Museum which looked interesting, but it was too far out of town. We satisfied ourselves with looking at the Oil Storage Tunnels, which were quite fascinating, although not as cool (temperature-wise) as a I'd like:




Hubby's Dad worked on Groundcrew in WWII, so he found these photos interesting

Did I mention it was HOT?

We wandered past Government House on our way to the Information Centre to see what else we could see in Darwin:




And we decided on Crocosaurus Cove - smack-bang in the centre of Darwin's CBD! Yep, you guessed it - live crocs:














And there were other reptiles too:





It's always good when you can time your visit when they have feeding time:



And as tempting as it was to offload the kids by feeding them to the crocs (joking!!!), we instead let them have a little fun feeding the babies:





Did I mention it was HOT? Well, you can't swim in the ocean at Darwin, due to (you guessed it) crocs. Big, nasty saltwater beasties that seriously eat tourists. And also stingers/jellyfish. So they made the Darwin Wave Pool. It was unreal, banana peel! Warm as a bath, but sooooo good.








By then it was time to get back on the ship and sail off into the sunset, with 5 sea days stretching before us! Departure was delayed somewhat as they had to try and clean out the swam of jellyfish that had gotten caught in the vents near the engines (or something). But they did, and we were on our way...


Me not showing off my girls ;-)

Comments

  1. No bubbies? Disappointing...

    The baby crocs are cute!

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  2. The tunnels look fascinating. I'd have gone here. And then to the pool. Ugh - that heat!

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