When you land at Ayers Rock Airport, in the burning red heart of Australia, there is only one road out.
‘You can drive that-away for three days and hit Darwin,’ explained our driver as he waved his bush hat vaguely northwards.
‘Or you can drive that-away for two and a half days and hit Adelaide,’ he said waving south. ‘But you won’t find anything along the way.’
Pride of Australia: Fiona McIntosh visits Australia’s most iconic landmark, Ayers Rock, or