We pull away from the station. Stops along the way are only if passengers are being let go or picked up.
We arrived in Kalgoorlie 6 hrs after leaving. Our hotel is across the street from the train station. It is modern version of the old train hotel. A bit more basic than it's original form.
We then cabbed it to the airport to pick up a rental car. Since the traffic is minimal Michael has me driving. He calls me Mario Andretti, alas would that were true. Of course with each attempt at the turn signal the wind shield wipers go on. Merging with the mirrors feeling in the wrong place is exciting. We tried eat at two, well reviewed restaurants only to be turned away for not having a reservation. Who would have thought in the middle of nowhere that would happen. We cruised the main street for dining options. This is a mining town with a lot of money. The buildings are all from the past and create a wild west feel. There are certainly a lot of bars and some with strippers. Apparently Kalgoorlie drinks 50% more than the rest of Australia. There are legal working brothels that even offer tours.
We ended up at paddy's Irish pub, which felt more like a local hangout and had a tasty meal. I had a pint of a pale ale called 150 lashes. We drove without dent back to our hotel.
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