Monday, February 9, 2015

A Day in the Life

So, I am currently spending my days in the surfer town of Margaret River, Western Australia. After spending about a week in Perth hoping to work a gig that was getting delayed, I got a call from the Mexican restaurant here asking me to come in for a trial. I talked them into letting me come in on a Tuesday rather than Friday. About the same time, I applied for an AuPair (live in nanny) position with a lady that was keen on meeting me. Things were about to take shape, I mean, I had like $6 to my name, but things were going to look up.

I took a bus into Margaret River, settled into the hostel on the outskirts of town and just roamed around as I do meeting people. The AuPairing gig didn't really work out, After a few days of me going out to all hours of the night, and the kids wanting to be with mom in the mornings, we mutually agreed I would probably be better off in a house-share situation. Although the kids and lady are both amazing! The waitressing gig is also on hold. I did my trial then went in for another shift, but with school starting up again, they're just not busy enough to give me any hours. So this is where I'm at:

I get up in the mornings about 4:30am. I walk down to the recruitment office that organizes teams to go out to vineyards for grape picking, as wine season has begun. (Working on a farm is a necessity at some point during your vacation, as it allows you to stay and work in Australia for a 2nd year. Catch is, you have to apply before you turn 31 or you're shit outta luck - stupid government rules, and my clock is ticking). Grape picking is pretty much like wwoofing (free labour on a farm in return for food/board) as it pays less than $3/bucket, so it equals out to like $9/hr. I'll have a bitch session about that another time.
After 5 hours and making no money, I like to hitchhike straight to the beach. Sometimes it is amazing and I nap in the sun, swim a bit, read my Backpackers Serial Killer book (there was a dude in Australia that would kill backpackers for fun. A movie called WolfCreek 1&2 are about him if you care to watch it, I am currently reading his "true story" thanks for that recommendation!!! dicks). Sometimes it's windy and less stellar. That's when you meet people and watch all the kite boarders do their thing.
After the beach, or sometimes before, I swing by the ice cream shop to have my usual chocolate cone and see what the word is in town. Send out a few job emails. Have some drinks, see where the night leads me.

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