Another morning and another breakfast of coffee and cigarettes. Not good. Wasn't feeling too happy with the world either.

The drive to Coober Pedy was a short one although driving the tracks takes its time, however we were there for lunch - pizza. This was followed by a tour of the town and the local Umoona Opal Mine and Museum. A mix of old mines, someone's house and a shop selling (you guessed it!) opals.

A spot of afternoon noodling (aka fossicking, aka fofficking) lasted for about five minutes before boredom set in. There we were, spread out over the public noodling pit and found nothing but a football. Useful though. Presumably the public pit provides something for the tourists, thus giving the locals something to laugh at.

Coober Pedy seems a lot like a town from Tatooine. It wouldn't have been at all suprising if a jawa or asrtromech droid happened to be around.

The Underground Bar became a point of call before dinner at the local Greek restaurant. So a night of drinking started. Dinner was followed by a return to the bar. Several drinks, money in the video jukebox and being joined by some of the people who worked in the area made for an interesting night. The locals don't see much in the way of available females so were all over the ones in the group.

Sadly, the bar shut at midnight and much to the chagrin of the locals we all headed off with a resounding chorus of Rule Britannia and God Save The Queen in our ears, quite why David wanted to perform a Nazi salute at the time is known only to him.

Turned out our tour guide, Adam, was asleep on top of the trailer so we woke him up to extract beer and proceeded up onto the roof of the museum for a spot of late night drinking, mucking about and pissing down chimneys.

Adam again woke up when plans to photograph him with the empties was attempted.
 

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