Alas I couldn’t post any photographs of Uluru (as known by its traditional owners, the Anangu.)
In all honesty, trying to watch the sunset with our kids was hell, hence no family shots. But it was worth it.
We are so saturated with advertising images of Uluru, I think most Australians have become blase’ about it
I was scared I wouldn’t feel anything in its presence, but it is hard to escape its magic – even when you have three feral children screaming at you.
Remi gave the kids a bath in the sink (to contain them) so I could duck out and take these photographs.
Exploring Uluru up close over the next few days was even more incredible. As was walking at Kata Tjuta (formerly known as The Olgas).
I will share more photos, especially the close ups, as soon as I locate my missing CompactFlash stick!
In the meantime, enjoy the sight of the first Airstream to lay eyes on Uluru!