When I say dry I am referring to the alcohol rules in and around Alice Springs and Uluru.
We had an embarrassing experience when stopping at a roadhouse on the way to Uluru and wanting to buy some beer for us and our two passengers, one of them an aboriginal women. First of all you have to show your driver's license to show that you don't actually live in the Northern Territory and then when they saw that our friend was aborigine she was refused. In the end it turned out that it was ok if she drank her beer there but she couldn't take it with her or buy any more to take with her. I felt so humiliated on her behalf. I know full well that there is an enormous problem with alcohol in the aboriginal settlements but I am not sure that this is the right way to deal with it.
On a more pleasant note, our trip of 400 km between Alice Springs and Uluru was made so interesting by the fact that we had picked up these two travellers and one of them was the daughter of a very famous Aborigine artist. His name is Bill Whiskey. There are several places on the web where you can read about him but I have just given a link to a short film about him on Youtube. Our friend, his daughter, is also an artist.
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www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZdEjXC9fe0
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She told us about her family's dreaming, the cockatoo dreaming and that she was so happy to come home and be with her family.
I feel that I definitely have to find out more about the dreaming. It is such a profound part of life.
We dropped them off at our arrival at Yulura and they were being picked up by her family. I hope that our paths might cross again sometime.
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