If ye loved ones at home,
I'm in the last few days but have traveled quite far and it is difficult for me all the names of the cities I visited have, without a card to call to memory. But before anyone, or make the same systems all together, I would like to briefly anticipate good cheer the news spread that I feel good. :)
Last Thursday I went finally on the road from Coober. My goal was Adelaide. Since it seemed to me to be a hopeless mission to hitchhike from Port Augusta to Western Australia, was I fly from Adelaide to Perth. Let's go! As so often took Anna in the mornings and so I sat a little longer to warm up 7 but not adopted then at 8.30 clock on the highway, waiting for a friendly ride, which is Surprisingly (one has to remember the first 12 h trial) quickly found. In a seven-seater Caravan took me a three-generation travel company. The Willow Turtles, consisting of Opa Oskar, his daughter and three children were a very lively band with whom I got along right away. So I quickly became involved in Lego building and other games and as the children tell me, after we had visited together the salt lakes, did not want to get rid of, I also camped at night Camping next to their car for free. Encouraged by so much life friends, I had come to the conclusion that it's not so bad then would be to liaise on the Highway to Western Australia (WA). The worst that could happen to me was to lose, finally one day and another night next to the Willow Turtles (who by the way, the same route as me, come but much more slowly forward, as the mother, an elementary school teacher, the children casually informed to camp). It took half an hour and already I was sitting in the car with a Frenchman who wanted to travel as quickly as possible to Perth. Overall, he took me over 2400km. David is also a backpacker, so I decided to half of the Gasoline costs about to take.
lunch we stopped in Ceduna, a very nice Suedkuestenort wait, the night we passed at this stage a border with WA. There must be, as in all other national borders, any disposal of existing fruit and Gemuesevorraete to prevent spreading diseases. I had a couple of apples in my ass as much as I could, and offered (it was really too good to throw away the good apples), the customs officer at an apple. Fruit for free. She felt kidding and yelled at me! My first encounter with a Westaustralierin.
On the other side of the border was not much different, trees, sand and nothing else, just the fuel was suddenly 30 cents more expensive. The sun, the temperatures dropped and David and I pitched our camp in Eucla.
desert
The next day we drove across the Nullarbor, the treeless desert, lots of space, but laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaangweilig and only one radio station.
The incredible number of eagles that feast on the Road Kills provided, for occasional Augenzwinkern.Gegen afternoon, changed the landscape, the trees were again more extensive and Grasslandflaechen stretched to the horizon.
"Soeri, race nights to the curve" or "Bosseln for abstainers" we arrived at 4 Norseman-fuels were suddenly 50 cent cheaper per liter, which received Eucalyptuswaeldern us, so we were more interesting.
Overnight, we stayed in Coolgardie, the beautiful village drittaeltesten Western Australia.
David finally sat down Sunday morning from Northam, from where I wanted to hitch a ride to Manjimup. There are many apple and pear farm, where I wanted to work.
The West Australians turned out to be very open-minded people, I reached the same day over York, Wagin Nannup and Bridgetown. The area where-the-woods southern Europe is very similar. Many creeks, green meadows surrounded by thick green forests, old European houses and a cool climate. 20 degrees maximum. 
My last ride, a showman offered me accommodation in Nannup for the night. His girlfriend, a teacher working in Manjimup me the next morning would bring it to my destination. I said to my very excited and had to correct for once in Rockhampton established benchmarks, the most beautiful family home and the best food a little. Who is waiting for a detailed description must be enttauescht unfortunately, it just happened too much. So much to be said, however, both were great in every way.
My last ride, a showman offered me accommodation in Nannup for the night. His girlfriend, a teacher working in Manjimup me the next morning would bring it to my destination. I said to my very excited and had to correct for once in Rockhampton established benchmarks, the most beautiful family home and the best food a little. Who is waiting for a detailed description must be enttauescht unfortunately, it just happened too much. So much to be said, however, both were great in every way. The Monday morning brought disillusionment in Manjimup, in contrast to all the past years, there is no work this year in Manjimup financial crisis. Wonderful talks with really friendly locals and a walk through the forest to forest, the difference is barely noticeable in Wendisch-overcame the brief emotional depth and could sprout new plans. Bob and Sue took me to another night, so I could open my next day well-fed and erhohlt to travel into the Valley of the Giants Valley of the Riesenbaeume.
The Giant Tingle Tree you can park a car in it! Weltenglueck-there you are again. Dean, Souvenirhaendler took me. Socher as he steers tourists to the place where he then tries its products-mainly copper Eukalyptusblaettern copies of the local souvenir shops sell. On Dean's route almost every tourist attraction lay in the area.) Pemberton Walpole-Giant Tingle Tree Valley of the Giants-Mt Barker Kojonup-Williams Dwarda-Mandurah. Dean could not dissuade me to pay for everything. The region was there beautifully simple. Mama, Papa, as you could even take a holiday. Ideal for walking:).
Mandurah, Silke is probably guessed already, I am now at Diddi Stephen girlfriend arrived in Australia. Quite nice.
Unfortunately, I must say that my German vocabulary and my writing becomes independent Ausdrucksvermoegen have.
Kind regards
Timm
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