Day 34 ( 3 August )

Day 34 ( 3 August) Sarina – Armstrong beach - Koumala

kms a day: 32

total kms up to a day: 955.07

total kms to go: 3,360.93

Thank you note to Kerry and the kids for her $ 10 donation and, Stewart for his 20 $ donation, Steve for $ 10 donation and all gentlemen in Koumala's pub for their coins donation.
Thank you Brendon for giving us an interview for our video clip.

We were staying at Armstrong beach last night. You see the line of ships on the horizon. It is mining industry area. Ships – sometime 90 of them - would be waiting there to be fill up with coal. That's what we learn from Brendon who is managing this place." There is more jobs available that you can even think. They need at least 4500 people . It is always shortage of a "labour" here".

11 o'clock and I am not on the road yet. My both scooters have experienced flat tyre. Peter takes care of it while I am chatting to Brendon. " you get very fit from you scootering" he says ." Not as fit as a football player" I say in a light tone. And that's what Brendon used to be. He used to play a football professionally.
"When you are a football player you think you tall and no bullet can get through to you" . "It took me a while to become a normal person, to live a normal life when I finished with it".
(Normal person? Normal life? It is sounds strange to me. What's normal and what is not?? It would resonate in my ears later on when I would be back on the road.)
"We all have to try to live this life" I respond to it. "try"? " I'd rather live" . "No time for trying" Brendon briskly adds. ! How true. It is his words I would be re-thinking while scootering today.
I am on my 7th kilometres and I wish we were having this conversation in front of our camera – there was something many of us could learn from Brendon's words.
I must go back It would be worth to ask Brendon for an interview . I am turning my scooter backwards. He is surprised to see me back and he agrees to say a few words into our camera. I feel satisfied.

The purple car is stopping aside the road. I can only see $ 10 notes hanging out the window. I scoote closer. It is Kerry and her kids. They want to donate to the cause. Well done Vratka she goes while pushing the 10 dollars into the tin.

We arrived to Koumala late afternoon. We would be staying in a camp aside the local pub. Time to "socialise" a bit. As soon as "boys" hear from Peter about our mission they are reaching for their wallets. Money goes stright into the tin. Steward is keen to place the leaflet on the noticeboard. . Thank you very much gentlemen!