“The romance of the desert, the setting of the sun behind the domes of Kata Tjuta (The Olgas), the haunting of a didgeridoo, a sumptunous Northern Territory Buffet fest of baramundi, kangaroo, emu, crocodile and bush salads – and some of the world´s finest star gazing: this is the best of the Red Centre distilled into four magical hours.
Just as the website. It was truly a could of magical hours.
Everything started with a buss ride out in to the middle of nowhere.
There whey had put like a fine dining restaurant with a sky filled with lights as a roof. No lights could be seen from any city. So the feeling of being surrounded with stars was magic.
The food had really been made with a lot of love. And it was really being like getting a taist of australian nature and food at the same time.
Spirit of all the people who where at the event was at the highest. And finding people to talk to about everything and nothing was not hard at all. After a while there was a person who took out a powerful spotlights. And while you were still eating she told stories about the stars that was just above us.
Everytime I think if this night I smile. So that is why I hope more people can take the trip and experience The Sounds of Silence dinner. Moments and places where you can listen to your own hearth beat is magic.
A few years back I did a round trip in Asia. And ended up in Sabah Parks – Mount Kinabalu after a few weeks in big cities like Brisbane, Singapore. On the way up to the park I ended up in a tourist buss that was driven by a cousin to Michael Schumacher. On these small mountain roads. Two cars wide. He raced everything he could see. Grannies, other busses, airplanes (felt like it). 🙂
Said to myself that “If I would survive this. Every day after this is a bonus”.
Traveled with a group from england that I got to know on the way. We did not get a room on top of the mountain. So our option was to do a climb in 24 hours. But to be able to do this. We had to get a special permission that we did not get right away. So we spend a night at their hostel. With bunk beds.
That night at the hostel was one of nights where I found on of those perfect nights. It was something about the surrounding wilderness. The sound of birds, winds in the trees. That night I had a dream that I was tarzan. Looking for my Jane.
The following day we got the permission to climb the mountain in a day. Also got a guide to follow us. Make sure that we are ok. The whole mountain had hand made steps that took us all the way to the top. The feeling could be compared to spend a day at stairmaster at the steps. Where all the steps were unique. So the legs really had to work.
On the way wearing high tech boots and clothes etc. I got quite humble. It was a old granny that passed us 4 times that day on the way up and down. Her job was to carry thing to the restaurant on top of the mountain. She must have
had 50kg. On her back with just a wide piece of cloth holding everything with her head. 🙂
Going back to experience the people, nature and mountain is definitely on my bucket list.
Mount Kinabalu | www.mountkinabalu.com