The wind picked up at about 3:30, which made sleeping a little tricker than hoped for, but since we had to be up at 4am, it wasn’t so bad. We headed to Uluru once again to see the sunrise. We were in a location that made it a little difficult to get any pictures that weren’t simply silhouettes, though. We had breakfast there (same as the day before, but pears instead of peaches). After breakfast we dropped some of the Asian contigent at the Uluru airport. Headed home from there, having lunch at about 10am. No wildlife spotted this time, but I was more familiar with the people I was travelling with, so there was a fair bit of conversation. The heat on the bus was knocking most people out though. I’d fall asleep, leaning over into the aisle and waking myself up when I was pretty much horizontal. Should make up for some of the yoga I’ve been missing.
Got to the hostel and had a much much much needed shower. Covered in the red sand from the desert. Popped on the internet to wish my mom a happy birthday (a few hours late, but the tour was back later than planned). Met a few people from the tour at the hostel pool afterwards. At 7 the group met up for dinner in the hostel bar. Chicken Parmigiana this time. Nothing to write home about, but I’ll do so anyhow. We were all pretty exhausted from being up at 4am so we retired to bed fairly early.