Day 21
9/6/17
"...We stopped at the Laura cultural center and then went to the split rock, an aboriginal art site which we had learnt about just before. we walked all the way to the end of the walk, viewing the rock art as we went, when we thought we spotted a green ants nest. In the cultural centre we saw a man eat green ants and dad tried to do so. Dad picked up what he thought was a green ant and put it in his mouth. It promptly bit him sending him yelling and jumping. Then the hive attacked. Dad and i ran out of range and turned around, hearing a trio of blood-curdling screams. Toby leapt into the air screaming, "they bite, they bite!" Then he ran off the track yelling, "I'm off the track, I'm running!" Then he ran off and we picked him up at the car park. We all got back in the car (dad supporting an extremely fat lip) and..."
It was truely a funny experience with those stinging, flying insects that we laughed about in the car and we still laugh about it now!
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