A fork in the road ahead. To the left, the Stuart Highway and anonymity on the endless tarmac that stitches Australia together. To the right, the chance to lose oneself into the blessed oblivion of Ayers Rock.
The expedition chose to go right.
Lest one forgets, the left side is the proper side to drive upon.
NOT Ayers Rock in the distance.
The real Ayers Rock.
The expedition thusly arrived at Ayers Rock.