After seeing On the Beach, I decided to look up what would be the farthest-south, most-temperate, green corner of Australia that it might be nice to live in. I zeroed in on the southwest corner and the coastline opposite the Recherche Archipelago, and then the archipelago itself. Why not own a whole island?
Then I grew up and realized that if nobody lived there, it was because the whole place had to be covered in poisonous thorn-bushes, funnel-web spider nests and fer-de-lance that refuse to eat the spiders, but instead lounge around sunning themselves and waiting on you. So much for that idea.
I spent some camping time in OZ about three decades ago, racing a solar powered vehicle from Darwin to Adelaide, down the Stewart highway.
Some of the crew had heavily screened and zippered tents. I had better sense than to sleep on the ground with the bull ants, spiders and snakes. I slept wrapped in my ground cloth and mummy bag, eight feet off the ground on top of the trailer that we transported the racer in.
Central Australia, from just south of Ti Tree Roadhouse to Coober Pedy has the most beautiful night sky I have ever seen.