h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

LOL. Angus and Rosee and Kiyah all love Barney.

~big grin~

I know the owner of the pub Greebo.
Niels is sure to have some milk, though that's not usually what is ordered at the bar

What's the specialty of the house, Wowbagger? I've got quite a thirst.

~Greebo jumps up onto Wowbagger's shoulder... she removes her goggles... and stares around with interest..~

The Urandangi pub looks like it has been slung together with whatever wood's been lying around and corrugated iron - posters of rodeos line the wall and the entire bar top has been fashioned by beer bottle tops arranged in various patterns.

Niels Knudsun is the bar tender - a Dutch bloke with a thick accent - but don't call him Dutch because he's 'a true blue bloody Aussie mate!'

Sandy and his wife Margaret are regular night time bar props - Sandy (if you get him started) has the largest collection of jokes at his disposal of anyone I've known. He loves it if you try to keep up, joke for joke, too.

Your choices of drink are beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, beer, rum and beer. But I've ordered for Greebo and he'll get her a milk.

Phew... ~Greebo whipers in Wowbaggers ear~... Me got worried as me was reading your last post... Me not like beer... ~shudder~... thankyou for thinking of me... ~grin~... ~huggle~... ~sigh!!!~


MY HERO!!!... ~bigger grin~

No worries mate

~sigh~

I must report on something freaky. Last night I turned on the television and there was, on a program that shows short films, a little piece on... Urandangie! This is a place that has a pub, two houses and some demountable buildings 5km away and NOTHING else near them for 200 kilometres (140? miles) in ANY direction - and there was Neils! and some of the locals!
I was spooked out a little I can tell you .

~Greebo's fur sticks out on end!!!~

Time to wrap our trip up methinks.

After the wonderful hospitality of Neils, Sandy and co, we walk outside into the night.

Urandangie is a flat flat place - uninterrupted by mountains, hills or valleys. As has been said, there is no other form of so-called civillization for hundreds of kilometres. And this brings with it Urandangies' greatest asset.

The sky.

The immenseness of the sky dwarves everything into insignificance. Unmarred by earth, man made structures or electric lights every pin point of a star comes forth. The moon seems to have doubled in size, ready to fall onto you at any moment.

Once durning one of my many visits here as a relieving teacher I walked out of the pub and looked up to a cloudless night and a full moon with nothing else in my peripheral vision but this wonderous sight. I ended up standing there for so long Neils noticed and came out to see what was wrong. I shook my head and told him to bugger off because he was spoiling my view.

There. That's my story. A bit long winded but I make no apologies.

~Greebo sighs... and wishes with all her heart that she could of been stood beside Wowbagger that night~

HUH????...!!!!....what...while he relieved himself greebo?.....lol

Is that what he was doing??? ~Greebo blinks~ Me thought it was the shadow of a telegraph pole me was seeing... GOSH!!!

GOLLY GOSH GREEBS!!!!!!!!

~Greebo blinks again... and her knee's go wobbly~

To try and retrieve this conversation!!! - thanks, Wowbagger. Uninterrupted spaces are best for viewing the heavens. We have that on the Canadian prairies, too. If you get way out in the country on a clear night, the stars seem close enough to touch. A full moon night is almost bright enough to take pictures by! And when the Northern Lights are out, Aurora dancing the skies -- WOW!! nothing like it!

Well, where are we off to next? Or would you like a walk in the forest?