Every day
we have a seats rotation. Go forward or back one seat. New view of the bus. Good
for morale on the bus. No small groups within groups forming. No people owning
different parts of the bus.
I draw the
back seat on a day we spend five hours in the bus. Five hours swaying, swinging
on a dirt road. The day after I vomited in a plane.
Mrs. C
calls out to the driver: Alan’s going to be sick.
The driver
stops the bus, opens the door and says: Get out. I get out. I don’t vomit. I
reboard the bus.
I notice
that a lot of the seats up the front are empty. Covered by bags.
Me: Can I
please sit here.
I sit down
in a much better seat. Must relax my breathing. Relax my stomach.
We arrive
at Echidna Gorge. Echidna Gorge is in a WHA. Spectacular cliffs merge into
rocky mountains.
Echidna Gorge is spectacular. We walk on small pebbles around big rocks. Walking
in the shade makes the walking enjoyable. Many photos are taken.
After the walk
in the gorge I tentatively and successfully eat some lunch and drink water.
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