After four fabulous days at Uluru, a disasterous start to the morning of our departure brought home to us just how much we'd been neglecting poor Barbie. She's been ignoring us and for the most part we've been ignoring her. I did point out to her on the day that we arrived at the Yulara camping ground that we were in the middle of the desert and that there was plenty of trouble out there for the unwary. She chose to ignore my warnings and often wandered off into the scrub by herself without telling anyone where she was going. Just before we were ready to leave , I went up onto the dune behind our van to look at Uluru one last time. It was lucky that I did. Once again, I saved Barbie. Had I not taken that walk, we may have been subject to long court cases, media scrutiny and entered into Australian folklore. Oh no!! A dingo's got my Barbie!
tami
15/8/2011 07:38:51 am
I don't believe you! They found blood on the inside of your car. YOU killed Barbie! This photo has been photoshopped!
David
15/8/2011 10:38:57 am
I'm just glad you took the time to take a photo to record the moment before rescuing her.
Treez
22/8/2011 09:56:24 am
Hahahahahahahaha! Comments are closed.
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