After Kings Canyon we headed to Uluru where we arrived at our private campsite. James volunteered to bbq the steaks, mainly because he didn't trust anyone else to do it...I didn't blame him. We shared a delicious dinner, sat around the campsite and attempted to play the Didgeridoo (a wind instrument of the Indigenous Australians) and roasted marshmallows. Chelsea, James and I slept under the stars in swags (think of really thick sleeping bags). I had my doubts, but ended up having the most restful sleep.
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