Of course no trip to Tasmania would be completewithout a trip to Mt. Wellington. Although only acomparatively short climb it provides wonderfulviews both en route and at the summit. In additionto the snow and natural beauty we saw severalmodels posing for fashion pictures. Some of us,dire cted by Neil, vainly tried to emulate their regalpose.For most of us, the return journey was our firstflight and was a climax to a wonderful holidaywhich brimmed with many new and exciting experiences. In conclu sion I would like to thank ourlecturers, Mrs. McMahon and Mr. Wilson, for theircontribution to our enjoyment. We really appreciatedtheir efforts .- DIANNE RAMAGE.CENTRAL AUSTRALIAN TOURDevilish cunning plots to obtain a window seat,a comfortable seat, a seat next to someone, a seat;marked F.T.C. (intrusion) command of the Overland. All students after their initial hysteria,settled down but one old man, with K .M. Oil hisbags, found it too much of a strain. Suppressedemotions? Transferred aggression? whatever it waswe got it. In an inimitable child-like way thefascination of water proved too great and wewere all showered. Water throwing became a habit.Mash and bangers for breakfast were about asdigestible as was Adelaide - a cold wet , forlorntown steeped in history, or so the bus driverwould have had us believe. We slept through thewhole tour. Food was the only cry which disturb<strong>edu</strong>s.Rising early in the morning is strictly for thebirds. That's us! Breakfast was in the dark probably just as well.V.R. may be quicker, safer, less worry, butwe found it hard to maintain a steady interest inthe passing parade. Comments such as, "There'sa tree," " there's a rock, " wear thin after twelvehours.Once more hysteria returned to the party whenwe collected and mashed a stray bullock. Onehowever, even becomes accustomed to this afterthe sixth."Sleepers at Maree!" became our motto. Theonly interruption of this rest was the early morningtea and biscuits with which several peoplesoon formed a happy mess.The next day's travel was more Inspirtng.Australia - vast. burnt and beautiful - stretchedbefore our eyes.Alice would easily be the last outpost of civilizationand we appreciated it. A dip in the pool atnight for those with their bathers and some without.Once more water mesmerized the troops.Shopping in Alice next morning, Orrne, Dawn,Dzintra and I purchased hats which were the envyof all. The "Fringe Group" was by now an easilyidentifiable anti-social group.The buses set out determined to beat the heat.Changed later to a four wheel drive we were inbusiness.Palm Lodge harboured some interesting characters.One man was more concerned with "sitting"than anything else and one lady had not yetachieved her developmental task of expressingsocially approved ideas. Mountain climbing aftertea for a few enthusiasts and idiots, then ourfirst camp-fire. What a night! Singing, dancing,exchanging ideas with the aborigines, who arerealIy wonderful people and with their children.Page Thlrty-feurNext day, after a pleasant night under the stars,Euro Rock and many others weeded out the"Hilarys" from the would-be's. Lunch - alwaysfre sh and a surprise.Palm ValIey and water holes were the focus ofone day's efforts. Asexual palm trees secured thesympathies of the Science group while the P.E.group found their sport in throwing innocent girlsand Miss Auldist into stagnant pools.The Finke permeates everything so we invadedthe Finke. Mr. Mutlmer and Miss Auldist by thistime had proved their superiority so, with severalstudents, they remained at the buses for a quietchat.Our last camp-fire was highlighted by a toastand tea party with the aborigines from whom wehad all secured souvenirs, some more successfullythan others.Our departure from Palm Lodge was a memorableone-Patrick, Adam, Lindberg and Simonbade us a musical far ewelI and we're off for Alleeagain .On the way we saw Simpson's Gap, from whereJedda jumped you know. Clothes were by nowsensible in the true sense of the word - Mr.Mutimer resembled an Arabian.Alice once more received us, but this time allwe wanted was a meal, a wash and a bed.Breakfast at 5.30 wasn't funny, but somepeople laughed. Out to the aerodrome we cautiouslyboarded the 'plane. Quite painless realIySTRUAN
and worth every penny we paid. It was interesting,having passed through the country by train,to fly over it . We became quite blase about thewhole business In the finish . "Plane travel reallyis the only way!"All round thangs to Miss Auldist and Mr . Murtimerfor their understanding treatment of thepoor over-worked under-paid students.- Dr HAIG.THE BUNDABERG TOUR"Early one morning,Just as the sun was rising,"STRUANMr. Carrigg and Mrs . Kennedy set off with theirtwenty-tour charges for a tour of Queensland's sunnycoast of Bargara. The train journey of 600 minutesseemed to drag between Albury and Sydney. InSydney some of us saw the unusual tourist sights,while guide Maree showed others the Interestin gparts of the city streets ! The next leg of the journeywas completed in a "Redline" coach. After a briefstop at Surfers' Paradise (ask Mrs . K. for her cornmerits),one student was heard to remark to thedriver, Rex, "Won't you get sacked if you alter theitinerary any more?" To which he replied veryquietly, "No. I am the boss."The stop in Brisbane was highlighted by our stayPage Thirty.five