Yet, back at our caravan park it is stinking hot, overcrowded with transient workers (accomodation shortage being a major issue) and the toilet block is made up of port-a-loos. We leave the next morning. Early. Without even eating breakfast.
|Outside the Port Hedland detention centre. Sorry, that's EX-detention centre. Outside the newly branded Port Hedland Beachfront Village. Unbelievable!|
|Railway crossing at Port Hedland. We count every one of the 116 (!!!) carriages loaded with 260 tonnes of iron ore.|