The train was running about one and a half hours late when
we approached the Alice about sunset. As we passed through the
gap a party of natives came running toward the train with much
noise, a mixed looking lot. We were told afterwards that many of
them had come into the Alice from great distances just to see the
train for the first time.
The other side of the gap opened out into a flat valley
surrounded on all sides by the spurs of the ranges. And there was
Alice Springs.
