In the small airport, no one spoke English, if not a few words.. and I found myself walking down the road semi deserted with all my stuff, without a clear direction, without a map, a place to sleep and on a shoestring in the wallet.
After 10 minutes of walking, a couple of old Aboriginal stopped on the road to give me a lift in their car.. the problem was that they didn't know even a word in English. I let them drive me up to the first village.. luckily for me when we stopped and I was about to drop off, a young local couple who could speak English, came to help me. I explained them my bad.. and comic situation, so they translated everything to the two gentlemen and have offered themselves to host me for four days at their place.
It ended up that, before the two aboriginal bought me something to eat and drink (as if I were a homeless), and drove me to the village of this young couple, far 20 minutes by car from there. Then I found out that these two guys had a small guest house, with all the amenities where I have been hosted for free for 4 nights. I also discovered that I wasn't the first in this absurd situation, that they have helped.