Because of the recent COVID-scare in NT, the WA government requires a negative coronavirus test immediately after crossing the border, which means we need appropriate accommodation to isolate in while we await the result. The implication for us is that we must wait for the next available accommodation, which leaves us with a leisurely amount of time to see Darwin, then head back to Litchfield, Judbarra and Keep River national parks before getting to WA.
We arrive in Darwin shortly after their lockdown ended. People are still vigilant with all the measures, which is clearly the right thing to do, but it means that the whole vibe of the places seemed a little more on edge than I suspect is normal [Anna: I’d love to return without the spectre of COVID, if only to go to the casino’s pool bar Sunday sesh and the Mindil Beach Markets,which were sadly cancelled].
We have a series of practical matters to take care of: sending home a box of things we no longer need (e.g. hot water bottles [Anna: And yoga mats. Note to anyone trying to cross the country in 3 months….you’re not gonna do yoga]), getting our first vax (yay!) and getting some slow time to reset a little.
We are also catching up with a few people here. I have a school friend who lives here, Gez, plus his partner Bec and their daughter Harri; Ashe’s gallery mate Matt; and Greg, the Anglican Bishop, who knows Mum since way-back and who we’re dropping some books to.
So our days are a mix of practical things, then finding good places for food, walking around the city, looking out over the water (especially for sunset) and finding some friends.
On our first trip to Outstation Gallery, Matt isn’t around. It’s fine because we spend some time with the art and have time to take it all in. Later in the week we go back and actually sit and chat with Matt for an hour or so. We talk about the holiday, about COVID, about how his family is going, about the gallery and what galleries to visit on the rest of the trip, about how he knows Ashe. He then takes us through another exhibition in an adjacent gallery which is all metal-based art, worked in amazing detail with angle grinders and dremels.
He is great fun to hang out with and generous with his time.
Walking out of the gallery Anna and I look at each other and together laugh at how similar his mannerisms are to Ashe’s. We decide to describe it as a ‘confident eccentricity’.
We met up with Gez and Co twice. One night we spent at the Sailing Club where we just ate and drank by the water and caught up. The sun sank and the boats bobbed, peaceful and pleasant in good company.
The second time was at De la Plage, a café by the water. We ate and walked on the long flat sand out to the water. We made sand-things and chilled out. As is the way with friends we fall back into easy rhythms. I kind of wish we had longer.
We met up with Greg at the church, a really interesting design. He had the air that many church leaders have: smart, humble, time for anyone and incredibly interested in others. We chatted for about an hour and I felt quite enriched by our meeting. He emailed me later to further explain the roles his father had had at Tomago, the small world keeps getting smaller!
We caught the closing night of the Darwin Festival, enough to eat and drink and listen to some music before the crowds streamed in and we made our exit.
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