Kakadu National Park is the Banff of Australia. Consequently the locals say Kakadon't - too crowded, too many tourists, lots of just as spectacular places that aren't as famous. But I actually like Banff. Not the town or the marquee sites in high season, but there is a reason it's so popular: most of it is extraordinarily beautiful. And so it is with Kakadu. Birdlife, crocodiles, wild tropical Aussie bush and Aboriginal cultural sites - all way beyond expectations. The latter in particular was eye opening. These people have been here for 20,000 years (at least) and have living stories that explain events from that long ago that have been confirmed in the smallest detail by archeology. The level of cultural sophistication makes the term "primitive" that was once applied to such people seem grotesque.
But anyway, I meant this to be a photo post and I've got some crocs and birds and Aboriginal art, old and new. Plus a humongous cricket. But just one tonight because the blogger app was designed and updated by a cretin. A walnut brained cretin. With bad breath and knock knees.
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