In the morning we were driving east – through the empty and hot steppe to the border of New South Wales. Many died kangaroos along the road. At the state border just a little marker and… no they do not change the time!
Only 50 kms east we saw a big mining town of Broken Hill. In 19th century they found hhere silver and other metalls and the boom began. In 20th century they operated even a tram in the center oc the town. The mines still work. The sreets are named after minerals. We found old Grand guesthouse in the main Argent street. Once it was Grand Hotel, but till now little of the charm remained. But you canstill find many elegant buildings from the past.
Some 25 kms north I visited the ghost city of Silverton. 5000 people were living there mining silver. Now -50 only. Few buildings remained along the dusty streets: goal, city chambers, court, Silverton hotel pictured in the moves and little churches. 38 deg Celsius, donkeys and horses are wondering around. People, yes – few in the bar…
