We woke up before daybreak and made our way to a magical field — the Field of Lights.
There we watched the sun rise over a field of 50,000 little solar-powered globes. The bright lights danced under the moonlight, changing colour slowly as we walked amongst them. The air was ice-cold on our faces and toes. As the light gradually crawled over the horizon the field took on new form. The light stems became more pronounced, now appearing more like tall grass or poppies grounded in the red dirt. Once the sun had risen enough to make the landscape soft and golden, we walked up to the viewing platform. From there we could see Australia’s most famous rock, Uluru, changing colour from silhouette to dusty pink to orange to red. It was incredibly beautiful.