An hour south of Darwin there is the Adelaide river. The river is full of saltwater crocodiles, so there are two jumping croc tour companies which compete against each other and as we found out, they hate each other. They don’t recognise their existence. Anyway, we went on the Spectacular jumping crocodile tour. It’s owned by a local aboriginal company which provides support to the local First Australian communities. Our guide, who’s been on it before, mentioned that we should get into the front of the line to get the best seat and oh yes, we got the best seats as you can see in the photos. As we were waiting, I chatted with a couple and their 11-year-old boy. We spoke about where we are from etc. However, the 11-year-old boy and I talked about what are some Australian words he knows. His first response was, “Gidday” and then “Maaate” and then he said “ Fair dinkum” Wow! That’s a word I haven’t heard for a while. So we made a pact, we would start saying Fair Dinkum from now on. So some of you probably wouldn’t know what fair dinkum means we’ll it’s means genuine, like if someone says I encountered a bear in the forest and got away and you responded by saying “Fair dinkum” (is that true). Anyway, thanks for getting this far into my post and it would be cool if you could comment “Fair dinkum”😀
Ok, after our spectacular tour, we headed to the Humpty Doo hotel for lunch. On the menu were three sliders; Serving Buffalo, crocodile and fish. The croc looked and tasted like chicken. I wonder? This area is true Bogan territory and I’ll let you imagine the patrons in this pub. When you travel, you eat out a lot, like every meal, so afterwards, we went to the Darwin Ski club for a few beers and dinner. Yes, a ski club in Darwin. The members have such balls to water-ski in infested crocodiles and box jellyfish waters. The Thrill! Next up Singapore on a bus.







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