After an exhausting couple of days I drove only as far as Moree today.
I booked into a reasonably priced, clean motel close to the Moree Artesian
Aquatic Centre and caught up on emails etc before heading to the baths.
I changed into a costume that hasn’t seen water for many years, then surreptitiously
slid into the cooler of the two heated pools. The temperature, 38 degrees, was
just right and my skin felt smooth and soft. My body slowly adjusted to the
temperature, then I moved into the hotter pool, 40 degrees. When it became too
hot, I returned to the cooler, more crowded pool. Groups of elderly tourists stood
or sat around the perimeter of the pool, chatting and very few spoke English. Later,
young people arrived at the complex. Some did laps in the Olympic size pool
where the temperature was 26 degrees, then jumped in the spa pool to warm up
between sessions with their trainers.
