Today I paid for my flights to Uluru, where I will stay for three nights in mid-October. I will be joining Simon and Nicole who fly in the day before, whereas I will overnight in Sydney. Ever since I saw photos of Ayer’s Rock in the 1950s, I yearned to see it up close. Other places, seen as a photo or a tv clip decades ago, have had a comparable impact. It has been my great good fortune to visit a majority of them since I moved to Australia over thirty four years ago. It’s just that they are all overseas. My travel in Australia has been limited, largely confined to coastal Queensland as far north as the Daintree, and to Longreach and Tasmania’s Tamar Valley.