Driving down the Stuart Highway in the Northern Territory, we can’t go past the iconic Daly Waters Pub for a lunch and even though it is three kms off the highway there is a traffic jam of caravans out front and more out back in the yard van park. It’s a classic curiosity pub full of paraphernalia and Dad jokes. Of course there’s underwear hanging from the rafters too. The folks around here must wander home half naked after a night on the beer having left their clobber either in the pub or draped over an ant mound somewhere along … Continue reading Daly Waters Pub