No rain materialised but the truck needs some TLC, something important had broken, and we're stranded for a bit in Oodnadatta (a tiny one-street town) largely made from corrugated iron. Luckily there's an airconditioned pink roadhouse to relax in.
Unfortunately there's more bad luck ahead, 1/2 hour up the road an inner back tyre explodes and although our guide sets his personal best changing it in 30 minutes we've lost more time that can't be made up on the rough roads especially as more rain is expected to adversely affect the surfaces. 
We camp at Marla and the loss of a bush camp is rather compensated by a welcome swimming pool.
Next day it's across the border to the Northern Territory and an hour back in time. We're in the land of red dust now. A distant glimpse of Uluru (Formerly known as Ayers Rock) before heading into Yulara, the resort built for Uluru National park. There's time to relax at our campsite, do some laundry and swim. Then as the sun starts to sink we drive into the park and find a spot to watch the sunset. As the sun sets opposite the rock the colours change- it really is beautiful. I'd been a little cynical about how special one big rock can be, that's the trouble often when you hear the hype and plan the trip. However on first sight I found I had a lump in my throat and was unable to look away. There was something, definately.
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