Otsused/Decisions

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Hei, hei

P.S. Ma hetkel kolisin, ja nüüd ei saa jälle postitada ma ei tea kui kaua, sest mul pole uues kohas wifit, aga postitan nii tihti kui saan (kui wifit leian)

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Ma agasin väga halvasti esimesel ööl, aga enamik inimestel on see probleem. Närvis olin terve öö ja siis kui hommikul bussi peale sain olin veel rohkem närvis, sest üks kutt kes mu kõrval istus, küsis minult kas see mul esimene farm. Mina siis ütlesin, et jah on küll, millepeale tema ütles “edu sellega, see on sitt.” Palun inimesed, miks on vaja mind nii närvi ajada enne esimest tööpäeva. Laske elada.

Esimesed nädalad olid tööl päris okei, suhteliselt igav, aga tehtav. Paaril esimesel nädalal me õhendasime puid (ehk võtsime puudelt paljud õunad ära, et teistel õunadel oleks lihtsam kasvada ja meil oleks hiljem lihtsam korjata). Tegelikult mõtlesin vahepeal, et l’hen täitsa hulluks, sest kõik olid oma ridadel, me ei saanud kellegagi rääkida, ega muusikat kuulata, ehk olime lihtsalt 7 tundi oma mõtetega (välja arvatud lõunat süües). Veidi saime pläkutada siis, kui järelvaataja tuli vaatama, kas me ikka tööd teeme, aga muidu vaikus.

Järelvaataja oli suht okei, farmi omanik aga hullult rõve mees. Ta ei rääkinud bäkpäkkeritega peaagu kunagi (isegi ei teretanud), oli 24/7 oma ATV peal, sigarett suus, ja noh, veidi nägi välja nagu lööb kodus oma naist.

Noh, töö polnud hull, aga ma olin küll masenduses. Esiteks polnud mul esialgu ühtegi sõpra seal. Ma saabusin ju täitsa üksi ja kõik inimesed olid juba gruppides. Eestlaste gruppi ka väga ei sobinud, sest nad olid alati ninapidi kõik koos ja alatasa grupis (kaks vahvat eesti neiut küll vahepeal minuga rääkisid). Ütleme nii, et 90% inimestest, kes hostelis olid, olid UKst ja nad said ise ka koheselt läbi. Mina olin ka selline inimene, kellel alguses on raskusi inimestega suhtlema hakata ning suures grupis ei oska ka olla, nii et eks ma seal lihtsalt olin iseenda sõber lol.

Teiseks meil oli kogu aeg suur negatiivne vibe seal. Enne kui mina Stanthorpe’i saabusin, selles farmis kus mina töötasin pandi kõik tükitöö peale (1$ poole puu pealt) ja lõpuks vallandati nad kõik ehk me kõik kartsime, et meiega juhtub sama.

Ja issand jumal, ma olin emotsionaalselt väsinud kogu aeg, sest alatihti rääkisime sellest, kas meie pabebrile kirjutatakse alla 3 kuud või 88 päeva, kuna me ei teinud piisavalt tunde tööd nädalas ja kõik inimesed rääkisid erinevaid asju. Kiirelt seletan lahti, sest ma ei mäleta, kas ma enne mainisin või ei, aga sa pead tegema kas 3 kalendri kuud farmitööd ühes farmis, aga pead piisavalt tunde nädalas töötama (oli vist 35h-40h) või teed 88 päeva tööd, aga võid nö farmist farmi hüpata. Ehk mina tegin 3 kalendrikuud, kuna mul ei olnud piisavalt aega, et teha 88 päeva, ma olin kogu aeg stressis, kas ma saan oma päevad kirja või ei.

Ma lihtsalt ei osanud kuidagi olla ega kuidagi käituda, ehk ma lihtsalt olin – ei tahtnud midagi loota, aga alla ka tahtnud anda (tegelikult paar korda mõtlesin küll, et suva, ma ostan lennupiletid koju ära ja naudin oma viimaseid kuid Austraalias. Vähemalt kolm korda otsustasin ümber, nii mul endal kui ka mu sõpradel ja vanematel oli juba kõrini sellest, mida ma otsustan, aga ma ei saanud kuidagi moodi rahu, ükskõik mis otsuse ma tegin. Lõpuks emps ütles mulle, et kui ma ei proovi ma ei saa kunagi teada ning jään alati mõtlema selle üle, et mis siis saab kui oleks jäänud ja teinud oma 3 kuud ära. Nii et tegin nii, nagu ema soovitas ja jäin).

adelaide to stanthorpe 1092

Hey hey hey

P.S. Just wanted to let you know I moved and cannot regularly post stuff because I have no wifi. I will try my best to write a couple of posts at once and post them whenever I do get wifi.

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My first day – well, first of all I slept like shit. Nerves and all. And then, basically as soon as I got on the bus, this guy next to me asked me if it’s my first farm, so I said yes and I kid you not, as soon as he said “good luck, cause it’s shit” I thought I was going to cry. Honestly can people stop trying to freak me out before I even get there and see what it’s like myself.

To my surprise, the first couple of weeks were fine workwise. It was boring as hell but manageable. We started off with thinning the trees, which basically means removing a bunch of apples from the trees so it would be easier for the other apples to grow and it’d be easier for us to pick them later. We started with everyone being on their own row so we couldn’t talk to anyone nor could we listen to music so it was basically 7 hours of silence and being with your own thoughts. We did have a supervisor we could talk to whenever he came to check up on you though. He was alright, like I got along with him just fine (he just hated men for some reason).

Now the big boss himself was a massive dick (and I’ll explain why later on in other posts). He basically never spoke to the backpackers, was only on his quad bike (which you could hear from a mile away) with a cigarette in his mouth, and no offence, he looked like he beat his wife.

But even though the job wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be, I was miserable. First of all, I had no friends there. When I first arrived, everyone seemed to already be in some sort of groups and I was all alone. I didn’t fit in with the Estonians at the hostel because they were always in a group and I felt awkward around them. And then, the majority of the people on my farm were English and I felt as if I didn’t really fit in with them either. Besides, I’m always bad with talking to people in the beginning and I don’t know how to handle crowds. And I always tend to be quiet at first but once you get to know me I do not know how to shut up.

And secondly there was just a massive negative vibe going around on our farm. So basically before I arrived to Stanthorpe, there were a bunch of people on our farm that got put on piece rate (1$ per half a tree, some people weren’t even getting 5$ an hour because the trees were massive) and eventually ended up getting sacked. So we were all terrified of that happening to us and felt like we were playing with knives.

And oh my god, what made me so emotionally exhausted all the time was the question “is it 3 months or 88 days”. So basically, who has never had to deal with the whole getting your second working holiday visa situation, here’s the deal – three months‘ means three ‘calendar’ months or 88 days. Applicants whose work is equivalent to full time employment may count weekends in the 88 day period. However, if the applicant’s work is not equivalent to full time employment, for example, part time or casual, they may only count the full days actually worked.

We heard so many different answers to our questions, some people said we have to do 88 days (which I didn’t have time to do) and some people said it was 3 calendar months. We were worried we weren’t getting enough hours to qualify for the 3 months so everyone talking about the whole situation made me want to pack my things and leave. Most of the time, I generally just didn’t know how to feel, like I wasn’t exactly hoping for anything but I also didn’t want to give up (I actually did want to give up a couple of times – I was constantly choosing between staying and leaving. I was 100% ready to book my flights back home and just enjoy the rest of my time in Australia. Me, my friends and my parents were all sick and tired of me constantly going between the thoughts of going home and staying. But eventually mum told me if I’m not going to try I will never know and it’s going to bother me for the rest of the days so I took her advice and stayed).

Maria

 

Mida ma tegelikult siin teen? What am I really doing here?

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Hei hei

Jõulud läksid mööda kiirelt, ilma mingisuguse draamata. Ma nutsin küll palju jõuluõhtul, kuna koduigatsus tuli peale, aga muidu oli täitsa vinks-vonks. Imelik oli küll jõuluhommikut veeta basseini ääres, 40 kraadi käes kokteili juues, aga muidu olid jõulud nagu jõulud ikka. Koos perega ja süües nii kaua kuni enam lihtsalt süüa ei jaksa.

Pidime 26ndal detsembril Eesti päeva tegema. Vist oli esimene kord kui Adelaide jõudsin, kui tegime Austraalia päeva, vaatasime aussi filme ja sõime igasugust austraalia toitu. Ja noh mul pere ja tädi olid nii armsad ja saatsid mulle igasuguseid snäkke ja filme kodust. Aga kuna Sydneys olles sain teada, et mul ikka võimalus farmi tööle minna, siis selle Eesti päevaga küll ühele poole ei saanud. Kella nelja paiku avastasin end olevat lennuki peal, ilma teadmiseta mis nüüd juhtuma hakkab.

Ma kirjutan farmipäevadest mitme postiga, sest kõik ühte ära ei mahu ja mul endal nii ka lihtsamt kirjutada. Alustan ikka algusega ja katsun olla nii aus oma tunnetega, kui vähegi olla saan siin internetimaal.

Tere tulemast Stanthorpe’i.

Ei tee nalja, kui ütlen et ma olin kabuhirmul. Mul tuleb paanika iga väiksemagi asja peale. Noh, nüüd ma siis olin seal, aimugi polnud mis saab. Kuidas ma saan mitte karta? Aga reisides õpid (vähemalt mina õppisin) oma tunded alla suruda. Sul pole lihtsalt muud valikut. Kui midagi väga tahad, siis pead tegema asju mis sulle üleüldse ei meeldi.

Hostelis näidati mulle ringi ja kui oma asjadega ühele poole sain ja inimesed töölt tagasi hakkasid saabuma, siis sain oma esimese šoki. Toakaaslane hakkas minuga rääkima ja küsis kus farmis ma olen (tegemist on working hosteliga, ehk seal on mitmeid farme, kus inimesed töötavad ja millega hostel seotud on). Mina siis ütlesin ja tema esimene reaktsioon oli “shit, good luck with that ” (ingl k. – edu sellega). See ei ole asi mida sa tahad esimesel päeval kuulda, ausõna. Eriti siis, kui sa oled oma viimastel kuudel ja teed farmipäevi viimasel minutil. Nii et ilmselgelt ma hakkasin üle mõtlema ja hullupööra närveerima. Küsimused nagu “kas ma tegin vea, et siia tulin” ja “mida ma tegelikult siin teen” käisid mu peast korduvalt läbi.

Beccal (mu toakaaslasel) oli õigus. Mul oli vaja edu, sest järgnevad kolm kuud olid väga emotsionaalsed. Kolm parimat ja halvimat kuud mul Austraalias.

Maria

adelaide to stanthorpe 993

Hey

Christmas went by quick, with no dramas (I did cry like half of Christmas Eve because I was homesick though). It was so different to actual Christmas back home. The 24th was spent with a bunch of Em’s relatives over, the 25th of December was spent by the pool with cocktails in 40 degree weather.  But everyone ate a lot and it was still spent with family. Same, same but different ya know.

The 26th was cut short because I had to leave to go to Stanthorpe. We had originally planned an Estonia day with food and movies sent from home but since I found out in Sydney that I got a job in Queensland on an apple farm, the day was cut short. So suddenly, for the first time in Australia I was all alone with no idea what was going to happen.

I’m going to write about the days on the farm in various posts. I’m starting with getting there and the beginning days and most likely finishing with how I felt when I left and what happened with my visa and I’m gonna try to be as honest with my feelings as I can.

So here we go. Welcome to the Stanthorpe chapter.

Not gonna lie, I was terrified getting to the hostel. I get so anxious over the smallest things and it seemed like the biggest fucking step out of my comfort zone. And I didn’t want to do it. I think once I started travelling though, I realised if you want something, you have to get over the whole “what’s gonna happen and what if everything goes wrong” attitude and just go for it. Take a couple of deep breaths and just go for it, whether it ends good or bad.

You know that quote that sorta goes along the lines of “when it feels scary to jump, that is exactly when you jump, otherwise you end up staying in the same place your whole life”. Yeah, that applies to the whole situation.

Got settled in and all and I think the first person I talked to was Becca from my room. She asked me what farm I was on and when I told her she said “shit, good luck with that”. That is not what you want to hear on your first day. Especially since I was working with such limited time, I was either gonna get my 3 months done or I was out of the country. So obviously I freaked out. All I could think was “did I make a mistake coming here. I could have just stayed in Adelaide and enjoyed my last 3 months. I mean, what am I really doing here”.

Becca was right though, I did need luck because my next 3 months there was a fucking rollercoaster of emotions. Best and worst three months of my time in Australia.

Maria

Ma olen kõigi oma postitustega hiljaks jäänud/I am so behind with everything

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Hei

Aaaahhh appikene ma olen nii maas kõikide oma kirjutustega ja mul pole mitte kedagi süüdistada peale iseenda ja oma laiskuse. Vahepeal selline tunne, et enam üldse eesti keelt rääkida ei oska ja siis väga kirjutada ei taha ka, aga olen kuulnud siit ja sealt, et osad inimesed ikka tahavad lugeda mida ma teen. Nii et siin ma siis jälle olen!

Kuhu ma endaga jäingi eelmine kord? Ausõna ma mitte midagi ei mäleta mida ma Adelaide’is tegin. Tegelikult mäletan küll, aga ega need väga tähtsad sündmused polnud ja enamjaolt ma lihtsalt niisama olin ja tegin ja nägin. Puhkus peale pikka tööd.

Gold Coast

Igatähes, kuupäevi ma ei mäleta, aga tegu oli detsembri algusega. Meil oli ammu ammu reis planeeritud, aga kuna mina tulin Melbourne’ist ära kuna tahtsin farmitööd teha, pidin ma lennupiletid ära muutma. Kõige odavam variant oli osta uus lennupilet Adelaide’ist Melbourne’i õhtu enne ja ööbida lennujaamas. Hullult väsitav oli lennujaamas ööbida, ebamugavad toolid jms, aga mis seal ikka! Ega see ju kõige hullem värk kah polnud. Pealegi, lennujaama jõudsin kuskil 11 paiku õhtul ja järgmine lend oli juba kell 8 hommikul, nii et õnneks ei pidanud väga väga kaua ootama. No ja ma praktiliselt elasin lennujaamades eelmine aasta, kogu aeg lennuki peal. Lugesin vist kokku ja 18 lendu tuli ära.

Me läksime Gold Coast’ile tegelikult ainult lõbustusparkide pärast. Me tegime vale valiku oma majutuse valikuga, sest see oli ausõna karuperses. Meil võttis üle tunni aja, et sinna üldse saada rongi ja bussiga ja see oli nii linnast väljas kui võimalik. Tundus, et on vähemalt lõbustusparkide lähedal, aga sinna pidime ka uberiga sõitma, sest rongidega oleks läinud tund vms. Omanik ja maja ise oli väga kena, lihtsalt asukoht oli nõme. Aga mis seal ikka, eks kõik õpivad oma vigadest.

Linnas me ka eriti ei olnud, kuna see oli nii väljaspool meie regiooni, ja kuigi Gold Coast mulle kõige vähem meeldis, lõbustuspargid olid ikka lahedad! Mulle on alati meeldinud nendes käia. Mäletan ikka, kuidas ma emaga Pariisi Dysneylandis käisin ja emal oli kõriauguni kõikidest atraktsioonidest, aga kuna ma olin päris väike veel, siis ei saanud kuhugi üks kah minna. Sorri emps, vähemalt nüüd sind kaasa ei vea lõbustusparkides!

Byron Bay

Byronile sõitsime me bussiga, sealt võttis meie Airbnb host auto peale ja sõidutas koju ja sõidutas ringi kah veel pealekauba, näidates meile seda pisikest armsat linna. Byron on hästi hipilik, ja kõik inimesed on väga muretud ja pingevabad nii öelda. Pealegi, mõnus oli olla väikses linnakeses peale suurlinnasid. Puhkus noh.

Tegelikult miks mulle Byron Bay nii väga meeldis, oli sellepärast, et ma proovisin esimest korda surfamist, ja ausõna ma arvan, et ma leidsin lõpuks oma spordiala. Meil oli kahepäevane surfitreening. Teisel päeval püüdsin juba laineid, no ausõna, mul oli nii palju tahtejõudu kogu aeg tagasi surfilauale minna, kui ma kukkusin. Polnud ükski hetk sellist tunnet, et ei taha enam. Kogu aeg tahtsin veel ja veel ja veel. See oli ausõna üks parimates asjadest, mida ma kunagi elus teinud olen.

Muidu me Byronil niisama lebotasime. Šoppasime ja lamasime rannal ja ujusime kuni oli aeg Sydneysse lennata.

Sydney

Alustuseks ütleks, et sa oled kas Melbourne’i inimene või Sydney inimene. Nii on alati olnud. Ma ei tea kas asi on selles, et ma ei andnud Sydneyle väga võimalust, kuna elasin Melbourne’is 7 kuud ja Sydneys olin ainult paar päeva, aga ausõna meeldib mulle Melbs palju rohkem.

Esiteks oli Sydney minu jaoks nii ebareaalne kuidagi –  linn mida sa näed filmides ja piltidel, aga kunagi ise ei näe ennast sinna minemas. Lisaks oli kõigil väga kiiretempoline eluviis, inimesed tundusid väga  ebaviisakad ja appi, appi, appi kui kallis, aga noh seda kuuleb igal pool, et elu Sydneys odav pole. Ja mitte öelda, et Melbourne’is oleks kõik nii palju parem, sest kallis on seal ikka ja kiire eluviis kõigil jne, aga kordades vähem. Pluss Sydneys on kõik nii eraldatud ja võtab palju rohkem aega et punktist A punkti B jõuda.

Kui aga kõik need asjad kõrvale jätta, mulle ikka meeldis seal väga. Me käisime kõik turisti kohad läbi, nägime Sydney ooperiteatrit (mis oli tegelikult palju suurem, kui ma arvasin, et see on), Harbouri silda, Bondi – Coogee ranniku jalutuskäik, muuseumid, käisime rahvuspargis Blue Mountains jne jne.

Ahjaa, me otsustasime Emmaga, et noh, oleme Sydneys, läheks äkki mingit etendust ooperimajas vaatama. Ostsime siis kõige odavamad piletid, mida endale lubada saime. Me elasime vist rohkem kui poole tunni kaugusel linnast, nii et ilmselgelt jäime me hiljaks. Meie endi süü, oleks pidanud varem lahkuma. Niipea kui bussist maha saime jooksime kiiruga ooperimajja, vabandasime, et hiljaks jäime ja nemad siis selle asemel, et meid mitte sisse lasta, nagu tavaliselt vist kombeks on paljude teatritükkidega, andsid meile esimese klassi piletid ja juhatasid meid sisse. Põhimoraal on selles, et vahepeal võib hiljaks jääda küll, äkki juhtub midagi toredat.

Ma mainisin ka rahvusparki Blue Mountains. Ausõna, kui teil on kunagi võimalus minna Sydneysse, siis seda rahvusparki ei tohiks kindlasti nägemata jätta. Ebareaalsed vaated. Ma ei oska kirjeldadagi, lisan selle asemel paar pilti.

Sydneyst edasi läksime aga hoopis tagasi Adelaide, kuna oli vaja ju jõule pidada.

Maria

P.S. lisan paar pilti siia, aga teen eraldi postituse piltidega 🙂

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Adelaide
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Gold Coast
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Byron Bay
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Sydney Harbour Bridge
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The Waverley Cemetery in Sydney

Heya

I mean, I obviously have to start this post with an apology, I am the worst at keeping everyone updated with what I’m doing. I think I tend to be motivated with writing for about 5% of my time, mainly because I’m never really fully happy with how I portray everything. Therefore sorry, but please do bear with me.

Soooo, I left it off with me arriving to Adelaide. Honestly, I don’t even know how many times I’ve already been to Adelaide. I always somehow end up here. I literally don’t remember anything that I did but all in all I had a great time because for the longest time I just got to chill and not do anything at all. I think when you work with kids full time you honestly forgert what it’s like just to sort of be? Man, I hadn’t binge watched a show in months for example, and I finally got to do that. Appreciating the little things you know.

Gold Coast

Anyways, fast forward to our trip to Gold Coast.  Since we’d booked the flight ages ago, I had my flight booked from Melbourne and the cheapest alternative was flying to Melbs the night before and sleeping at the airport, which is what I did. God it was exhausting but not as bad as I expected. I got there like 11PM and my next flight out was around 8AM so not even that long of a wait. I pretty much lived at airports last year though, so maybe I was used to it.

I’m pretty sure the only reason we went to Gold Coast in the first place was because of the theme parks. We made the worst mistake choosing our accommodation though. We stayed in Airbnb’s the whole time and it was just completely out of our way and basically far away from everything. The place and the hosts were lovely and all, but since it was just so far away from everything, it was a bit of struggle.

The first day we sort of just chilled and looked around. We were tired and hungry most of the time and just generally didn’t know what to do with ourselves, especially cause we had to figure out how to actually get to the house we were staying in. We didn’t get much time in the city at all because it was a bit of a nuisance to walk around with our backpacks etc etc.

Since we only had two days altogether there, we had to go to two theme parks in one day. Ended up going to Wet n’ Wild and Movieworld which was so fun. I honestly don’t even remember the last time I actually went to an amusement park. Even though I liked Gold Coast the least, the theme parks were fun as hell. There will probably always be an inner kid inside me  who absolutely adores roller coasters.

Byron Bay

Moving on from Gold Coast, we had booked a bus to Byron Bay. Our lovely Airbnb host picked us up, showed us around and dropped us off in town. Byron is quite a small town full of life and colour. The easiest way to describe it would probably be really laid back & quite hippy-ish and as much as I know drugs are a big thing there.

It was definitely a nice break from the city life but I think the main reason I loved Byron was because I tried surfing for the first time ever in my life and I absolutely fell in love. I’m pretty sure I’ve never felt this determined to do something in my entire life, no joke.

So basically we booked a two day surfing course because I knew that was the one thing I definitely wanted to do there. Did not regret it at all. The teachers were fun, the environment was super chill and surfing probably tops every  single sport I’ve ever done in my life besides downhill skiing.

The first hour or so we were just learning techniques and in the water we went. The first day I wasn’t  really good at it or anything but I had so much fun. As stupid as it sounds, I felt like I was home when I was on the board. On both days, all i really wanted to do was just get back on the board again and again and again. Didn’t care once about falling off, I just wanted to get better. I can’t even really describe the feeling. I don’t know, I guess it really felt like I found my sport ya know.

We generally just chilled in Byron though, did a bit of shopping, bit of swimming, enjoyed the sun etc. Till it was time for Sydney.

Sydney

Let me start with saying you’re either a Melbourne person or a Sydney person. That’s just how it usually is. I do prefer Melbourne so much more and I’ll explain why in a second but also I maybe didn’t give it enough time since I spent 7 months in Melbs but only 5 days in Sydney.

While I enjoyed Sydney, it was too unrealistic for me. Something I’ve always heard about, seen in pictures and films but never really thought I was going to visit. It was also too fast-paced, even for me. And people seemed rude. And oh my god how expensive (not saying that Melbs wasn’t fast paced, didn’t have any rude people or wasn’t expensive. I don’t know, Melbourne just generally seemed more chill and people didn’t seem to give a fuck that much. Also Sydney is more difficult to navigate than Melbourne).

But all things aside I did love it for the time I was there. We did the main touristy things, like went to see the Sydney Opera House (which is bigger than I thought it was going to be), the Harbour Bridge, did the Bondi to Coogee walk, which is apparently the best coastal walk in Sydney, went to museums etc etc. We also went to the Blue Mountains which was incredible.

Regarding the Sydney Opera House, after thinking about it, we figured, fuck it, we’re in Sydney, we should go see a show. So basically, we booked the cheapest ticket to the cheapest show we could find. It was a cabaret called „Club Swizzle“. Erm, so we managed to be 10 minutes late. Imagine two girls getting off the bus and running in the busy streets in Sydney just to make it to the show which we really wanted to go to but didn’t want to spend the money on because we’re both broke young adults ya know.

So we got there, apologised for being late and they upgraded us to the premium seats. We were both literally like, uhhhhhhh what’s going on.I guess what we could learn from it, is that sometimes it’s not that bad being late hahaha. Ended up really enjolying the show, it was funny, creative and all in all, we can both now say we’ve seen a show in the Sydney Opera House (not that it really matters but it is a nice memory).

What  else, what else.. We took a train from Sydney to the Blue Mountains (it’s a national park for people who don’t know) because we didn’t have a car. It was like a 2 hour journey if I remember correctly. And it was so god damn beautiful. The whole scenery was breathtaking honestly. I’ll let the pictures do the talking.

And then it was time to go home and celebrate Christmas with the fam.

Maria

P.S. I’ll add a couple of pics here but I’ll just make a separate post for more of them 🙂

 

Päev pärast Perth’i/A day after Perth

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Hei

Ma olen saanud kuidagi ümber nurga hiilida ja inimestele rääkida, et ma olen siiamaani Melbourne’is au pair. Tegelikult pole ma seal olnud juba alates Novembri algusest. Las ma nüüd seletan kõik algusest ära.

Juuni alguses, kui ma esimest korda Adelaide’is käisin, siis tärkas mulle nii öelda mõte, et oh, äkki tahaks jääda siia kauemaks. Ma andsin endale umbes kuu aega, et mõelda kas see on ikka sajaprotsendiliselt see mida  ma tahan teha. Kuu aega hiljem oli mul ikka veel seesama soov, aga juba veidi suurem kui alguses. Niisiis, võtsin julguse kokku ja rääkisin oma host-vanematega. Peale veidi pikemat protsessi ja läbiarutamist oli Novembriks uus au pair olemas.

Kes veel ei tea, et kui sa soovid Austraaliasse teiseks aastaks jääda, siis on kohustuslik teha kolm kalendri kuud või 88 päeva farmitööd. Pole sellest mittemingisugust pääsu. Selle vastu mul tegelikult pole midagi, ma sajaprotsendiliselt toetan ideed, et inimesed, kes tahavad teise aasta viisat, peaksid andma Austraaliale midagi tagasi, aga samas ma olen kuulnud nii palju kohutavaid jutte, kuidas bäkpäkkereid koheldakse ja kõik see maksude jama (kui palju keegi maksu maksab ja mida keegi tagasi saab või ei saa jne), see paneb ikka kahtlema küll, kas ma ikka tahan või ei taha seda teha. Lõppudelõpuks sa tegelikult ei tea kuhu farmi sa satud ja kuidas sind koheldakse. See on üks suur lotomäng.

Kuna ma teen seda praktiliselt viimasel minutil, siis algselt otsisin ma farmitööd novembriks, et ära teha üks kuu, et ma ei peaks nii täiesti viimaseks minutiks seda jätma, aga ausalt  öeldes, keegi väga ei taha sind ainult kuuks ajaks ja ma ei saanud ka keset detsembrit kuhugi minna, sest selleks ajaks oli mul juba ammu reis Emmaga plaanitud ning ma ei saanud seda ka ära jätta. Asi lõppes sellega, et ma ei leidnud midagi, kuna a) ma ei tahtnud teha tükitööd – 3$ ämber/kast kirrstomatite eest? Kes teab kui suured need ämbrid on b) osad farmid ütlesid, et nad iga nädal võtavad kolm tundi su palgast endale ja annavad selle tagasi, kui sa teed oma 88 päeva ära – ehk halloo, sa ei näe kunagi seda raha c) mina ei olnud sobiv kandidaat. Ehk novembri alguses sõitsin ma Adelaide mittemingisuguse töö ega plaaniga.

Ma lendasin Adelaide’i päev pärast kui ma Pethist tagasi Melbsi lendasin. Pakkisin kiirelt oma asjad, käisin Eliniga söömas, ütlesin oma hüvastijätud kõigiga ja järgmine hommik olin juba teel lennujaama.

Kell 6 hommikul, 10 minutit enne kui ma lennujaama jõudsin, sain lennufirmalt sõnumi, et meie lend jäeti ära ning järgmine lend on 15:40. See on see, kui sa lendad odavlennufirmaga. Üheksa tundi lennujaamas ootamist. Linna tagasi ei tahtnud ka minna, kuna mul ju suur seljakott seljas ja pilet linna ja tagasi oli 38$. Polnud just kõige meeldivamad 9 tundi lennujaamas.

Mu uus lend oli teise lennufirmaga, mis tähendas, et see oli teises terminalis. Läksin siis otsejoones küsima, millal ma check in’i saan teha, sest mul oli 17 kilone seljakott seljas ja ma tahtsin sellest vähemalt lahti saada. Seletasin ära, mis värk oli ja nad ütlesid mulle et tigerair ei olnud nimesid veel üle kandnud Virgin Airlines’ile ja ma peaksin ootama veel ühe tunni ning küsima siis. Ma ausõna ei tea mitu korda ma täpselt sama vestlust pidasin selle 9 tunni jooksul.

Ma läksin check in’i umbes iga tunni tagant ja mu vestlused olid enamjaolt alati sellised:

Mina: *Seletan ära mis juhtus*

Inimene check in’ist: „Mis kell su lend on?“

Mina: „Eee, 3:40 ma avan. Jah, 3:40“

Tema: „3:40 PM?! Kurat!“

Mina: „Jah, ma olin umbes 15 minuti kaugusel lennujaamast, kui tigerairilt sõnumi sain.“

Tema: „Oh jumal“

Mina: *Naeran*

Tema: Ei, kahjuks sa ei saa veel check in’i teha, nad saadavad ikka veel nimesid üle. Aga sul on veel *hakkab näppude peal arvutama* 5 tundi jäänud haha!

Üleüldiselt olid selle lennufirma inimesed palju palju kenamad kui tigerair’i omad, nii et vähemalt sellega vedas. Üks tore mees check in’ist ütles, et ma tuleks tagasi tunni pärast ja tuleks otsjoones tema juurde, et ma ei peaks järjekorras ootama. Aga iga kord oli sama jutt. Üks hetk öeldi mulle küll, et üks teine tüdruk oli täpselt samas olukorras kui mina. Vähemalt olid järgmised paar tundi mul seltskonnas, mitte üksi. Käisime teises terminalis, kus me targemaks ei saanud ja lisaks sellele olid nad ka väga ebaviisakad.

Kaks või kolm tundi enne lendu, mina ikka veel oma suure seljakotiga, ei olnud meil ikka mitee mingisugust edusammu, kõik rääkisid ikka täpselt sama juttu, nii et me otsustasime minna lennujaama pubisse. Ma polnud midagi söönud alates kella 5 hommikul, nii et ma olin väga näljane, aga kes tahab süüa lennujaamas, kus kõik on ülehinnatud ja hullult kallis. Ma sain lõpuks oma koti ära anda umbes tund enne lendu ja teel Adelaide me praktiliselt ainult magasime.

Ma hetkel jätan vahele need (peaaegu) 2 kuud Adelaide’is, kuna muidu läheks see postitus väga pikaks. Ma kirjutan sellest hiljem. Ma hetkel olen Stanthorpe’is, Queenslandis, kus ma töötan õunafarmis. Esimesed 5-6 nädalat hõrendasime puid ja nüüd korjame õunu. Raske on, aga samas pole kõige hullem, mida me teha saame.

P.S. ma ei rääkinud teile ainult ühel põhjusel. mingipärast ma mõnikord kardan asjade ära sõnumist. Aga ma hoian nüüd teid asjadega kursis.

Maria

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Hey,

So I have somehow managed to keep up the act that I’m still working as an au pair in Melbourne. I actually haven’t since the beginning of November. Now let me explain.

Back in June, after my first visit to Adelaide, I realised I might want to stay for another year. I gave myself a month to think about it, just so it wouldn’t be a rushed desicion or anything but after a month I was still so sure I wanted to stay, I had to talk to my host parents about it. After somewhat of a long process of talking about whether I could go or no, they found another au pair starting in November.

To get the second working holiday visa in Australia it is mandatory to do 3 calendar months or 88 days of farm work. There is no way out of it, which fair enough, I think it’s important us, backpackers give something back to the country. Unfortunately there are so many sotries of backpackers being mistreated, it’s quite scary. In the end you’re never really sure of what kind of a farm you’re gonna land on, it’s mostly luck.

Since I’m really doing it last minute, I was desperately looking for a job in November so I could do at least a month (so it wouldn’t be so last minute) but the truth is, no one really wants you for a month. I unfortunately couldn’t work in the middle of December because I had already planned a trip with Emma and had booked everything and I really couldn’t cancel. But after looking and looking, I didn’t really find anything that seemed legit (I also didn’t really want piece rate. 3$ for a bucket of cherry tomatoes? God knows how big the buckets are actually going to be. That’s slave work) or that a farm that wanted me, I just ended up flying to Adelaide with no work whatsoever (hoping I was going to find something in SA).

I flew to Adelaide a day after I had flown to Melbourne from Perth. The night back in Melbs, I finished packing and met up with Elin for the last time, went to dinner and said our goodbyes (which was sad).

Funny story with me flying back to Adelaide though (not funny at all, I wanted to scream most of the time). So 10 minutes away from the airport, at 6 AM, I received a text from tigerair saying my flight was cancelled and my next flight would be 3:40 PM. Now mind you, that is 9 hours of waiting at the airport and I didn’t want to go back to the city with my backpack, and pay 38$ so I decided just to wait there. Worst 9 hours of my life (except not really, I’m being dramatic. It was awful though).

Since I was moved to Virgin Airlines, I went straight to the service desk to ask what’s up with the whole situation and when I could check in (i just wanted to get rid of the bag). They told me tigerair hadn’t sent over the names of the people boarding on that plane and to wait an hour, give or take. And that happened to me so many times during the 9 hours there so therefore half the time I wanted to cry and the other half just get drunk. I didn’t do either.

I kept going to check in every hour or so and usually the conversations I had with people were quite similar.

Example:

me: *explains the situation*

check in person: What time is your flight?

me: Umm, 3:40 I think. Yeah, 3:40

him: 3:40 PM? Shit!

me: Yeah I was like 15 minutes away from the airport when I got the message

him: Oh god

me: Yeah hahaha!

him: No, you can’t check in just yet, they’re still processing. But what, you’ve got like.. *starts counting on fingers*.. like 5 more hours left hahaha

There was one really nice check in guy who told me to come back to him in an hour and just go straight to him, cut the line and all. Anyways, after however many hours waiting they told me there was another girl exactly in my situation. I went to the other terminal with her, where tigerair was and we didn’t get any smarter than we already were and in addition to that they were also being extremely rude.

Two or three hours before  the flight, mind you I was still with my hugeass backpack, we hadn’t still been able to check in so we went straight to a pub and got food and drinks. I hadn’t had anything to eat since 5 AM so I was basically starving (but who in the world wants to spend money on overpriced airport foods) and since I was basically done with the whole day I just said fuck it and got some good old pub food. We finally got checked in maybe an hour before our flight (!) and on our way to Adelaide we both just slept.

I’m going to skip the whole 2 months in Adelaide just for this post, I will write about it later though. I am currently in Stanthorpe, Queensland working on an apple farm. We were  thinning apple trees for the longest time but we’re doing picking now. It’s tough but it isn’t the worst that I could be doing. I’ve been here for a month now I think so we’ll see how I’ll last.

P.S. it’s not that I really didn’t want to tell you that I had decided to do this, I sometimes get funny with stuff like this though. I was afraid I was going to jinx it. I’ll keep you updated how everything goes.

Maria

 

Perth

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Tegelikult sa ei saa aru kui suur Austraalia on enne seda kui sa pead 4.5 tundi lennukiga sõitma, et teisele poole maad saada. Sinna sõitsin ma oktoobri lõpus, vist oli 29 oktoober (heh, alles nüüd saan aru, kui hiljaks ikka oma blogimisega olen jäänud) ja tagasi tulin 1. november.

Mul algselt mingisuguseid plaane ei olnud, et üldse Perthi minna, kuna see on lihtsalt nii kaugel ja piletid pole kõige odavamad, aga kui ma mingi hetk lennusaite sirvisin, ja nägin et piletid Melbournest Perthi soodukaga olid, siis mõtlesin, et mis seal ikka, minek.

Sõbranna sõber David, keda ma tegelikult kunagi kohanud polnud, tuli mulle lennujaama vastu ja olin terve see aeg tema ja tema sõpradega. Kui ma end sisse seadnud olin, mina ja Alex (Davidi sõber Tasmaaniast, kes oli samal ajal Davidil külas) läksime Perthi avastama, kuna David pidi tööle minema. Esimene sihtkoht oli Fremantle, kuhu sõitsime rongiga. Me minumeelest ainult rongi või autoga sõitsimegi Perthis. See oli üks armas osa Perthist, väga palju küll teha ei olnud, aga me läksime brunchile (Alex sõi vist ühe oma elu kõige parima burgeri seal haha), sealt edasi ühte hipsteri pubisse, kus serveeriti praktiliselt ainult õlut vist ning peale seda läksime vanasse vanglasse. Õhtupoole oli meil pisike bbq ja peale seda vaatasime üht austraalia klassikut „The Castle.“ Ma jäin magama poole filmi ajal, kuna ma olin üleval olnud 24 tundi, aga ausalt öeldes polnud üldse tore film. Australlastele endale väga palju nalja haha.

Järgmine hommik läksime mina ja Alex Perthi kesklinna avastama. Midagi väga suurt seal küll teha ei olnud, aga kui on hea seltskond, siis pole üldse hull. Pealegi, läksime Perthi kesklinna parimasse kohvikusse ja jõime üht ülimalt head kohvi. Sealt edasi suundusime Lääne-Austraalia muuseumisse (ingl k. Western Australian Museum). Ausalt öeldes ma pole kunagi suur muuseumite fänn olnud, aga see mulle meeldis küll ja Alex oli samasugune, kunagi talle muuseumid ei meeldinud, aga nüüd just hiljuti ütles mulle, et see muuseum muutis ta elu.

Me sõitsime rongiga tagasi ja sõime lõunat The Refuge Baaris, mida David paari tuttavaga omab ning siis läksime kolmekesi minu esimesele veinifestivalile. Nii vahva  oli! Enamjaolt oli WA vein, aga oli ka muid ja meile anti festivalile minekul klaas, kuhu meile erinevaid veine kallati (ja klaasi saime hiljem endale jätta). Peale festivali viis David meid randa (Perthis on niii palju ilusaid randasid, te ei kujuta ette ka) ning sealt edasi (nagu aussidel ikka kombeks on) kala ja friikaid sööma. Koos toiduga sõitsime ühte vaatekohta, kus nägime ka iganädalast ilutulestikku. Mida kõike ka turistide jaoks ei tehta.

Kuna Alex lahkus samal päeval kui veinifestival oli, siis David võttis minu jaoks järgmise päeva töölt vabaks, et ta saaks mulle veidi veel Perthis ringi näidata. Enne küll kui me linnast välja sõitsime, käisime me kohvikus hommikust söömas, aga peale seda sõitsime mingisuguse tunnikese linnast välja. Serpentine Falls oli super ilus koht ja ma sain lõpuks ujuda. Olin vees kuskil 15 minutit, kui mitte rohkem. Dave arvas, et ma hull, aga mis sa ikka eestlastest ootad. Tagas tulles käisime jäätisekohvikus ja ahjaa! Ma kuulsin eesti keelt tänaval, nii veider haha. Pole üldse siin suurlinnades eesti keelt kuulnud või eestlasi kohanud.

Peale õhtusööki vaatasime esimest „Sõrmuste isanda“ filmi, kuna jah, ma pole ühtegi filmi tegelikult näinud ja siis jutustasime kuskil kella kaheni öösel (vist. võib-olla oli vastupidi, et jutustasime ja siis vaatasime filmi, aga kes enam mäletab  detaile heh). Kahjuks pidin juba järgmine hommik lennukile minema, et tagasi Melbourne’i sõita.

Mis peale seda juhtus kui Melbsi tagasi jõudsin? Peate lihtsalt ootama uut postitust. Ma tean, ma tean, ma olen hullult taga oma postitustega, aga mul juba järgmine peaaegu kirjutatud. Ma ausõna jõuan sinna millalgi.

Tsauki,

Maria

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Heya!

You don’t actually know how big Australia is till you have to fly 4.5 hours to get to the other side of the country. I got to Perth the end of October and flew back to Melbourne 1 November (haha, I now realise how behind I really am with writing all of this stuff. It’s already January 2017, jesus where has the time gone).

I don’t think I planned on going to Perth at first but there was a sale on the tickets so I was like, hey, why the hell not. I’m here in Australia, might as well check out as much of it as I can. Besides, a friend of a friend was like, you have to check out Perth, so I did and I didn’t regret it one bit.

David, (that friend of a friend) picked me up from the airport, from there we went to the house and once I got all settled in me and Alex, a friend of David (because Dave had to work), went to Fremantle to discover a little bit of Perth. It was a cute little part of the city, not that much to do but we grabbed brunch (I think Alex had one of his best burgers of his life there haha), from there went to a hipsterish beer place and after that ended up visiting an old prison. In the evening we had a barbeque and watched the good old “The Castle” (an Australian classic) (I fell asleep during it, it’s a godawful movie) ((to be fair I had been up for 24 hours so please give me credit, I did try)).

The next day Alex and I went to discover the CBD. We went to La Veen (apparently the best cafe in town) and got a damn good coffee. From there we headed to the Western Australian Museum . Look, I’m putting it out there, I’ve never been a massive fan of museums, I don’t really love paintings because 9 times out of 10 I just don’t understand them but I have to admit, the museum in Perth was pretty amazing. And apparently, it changed Alex’s viewpoint of museums (like me, he wasn’t a big fan).

We ended up getting lunch at Refuge Bar (Dave is part owner of the place. It’s a great place. If you’re ever in Perth, I recommend it) and then going to my first ever wine festival. Speaking of wine, I’ve been a fan for years but Australian wine has changed my life altogether haha. No but for real, it was a great experience and I had loads of fun pretending to know all about wine. After the wine festival Dave took us to the beach (what beautiful beaches Perth has), from there we went and got fish and chips (oh, and for the first time ever I tried deep fried pineapple!) and then drove to a lookout and saw some fireworks. A pretty good day, might I say.

Since Alex left the night of the wine festival, Dave was nice enough to take a day off work and drive me outside the city. Before we drove out of the city though, we did go to a cafe and had breakfast. On our way to Serpentine Falls, which was an absolutely beautiful place, David educated me a little on Australian music (as in forced me to listen to it) ((I’m joking, it was actually really good)). Also, we went swimming! I was in the water for a good old 15 minutes (and obvs the Aussie thought I was crazy but hey, what do you expect from and Estonian) and drank a few beers. On our way back we got ice cream (two scoops because I can and I will treat myself) and sat in front of the lake.

After dinner David forced me to watch  Lord of The Rings (because yes, admittedly I have never seen any of the movies. But in my defence i tried to watch them when i was quite young and found them so incredibly boring so therefore decided on not watching them. But yes, I did enjoy the first movie) and  then chatted till 2 AM. Unfortunately I had to head back to Melbs quite early in the morning the next day.

What happened after I got back from Perth? Well you just gotta wait for the next post, hey. I know I’ve been awful at updating all of you about what I’ve been doing but I already have the next blog post written, I just have to translate it. I’m getting there, I promise.

Till next time,

Maria

The Grampians & sünnipäevad/The Grampians & birthdays

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Hei!

Mida ma siis kõike korda olen saatnud viimasel ajal? Viimati rääkisin teile reisist Queenslandi. Vahepeal lahkus mul järjekordne sõbranna Melbournest ja siis läksin minagi natukeseks minema. Septembri lõpupoole läksin koos Emma ja Emma perega kõigepealt Daylesfordi ja siis sealt edasi sõitsime Grampians rahvusparki. See oli vahelduseks nii hea, te ei kujuta ette ka. Sa ei saa kunagi aru, kui väsinud sa linnaelust oled, kui sa lõpuks välja sealt saad.

Daylesford oli väike armas linnake. Me ööbisime majas, mis asus suure järve kõrval. Kuigi mul isiklikult oli ainult üks päev seal, siis ma väga palju linna küll ei näinud. Aga armas oli sellegipoolest. Saabusin õhtul kuskil kella 8 paiku, peale seda sõime õhtust ja siis mängisime lauamängu haha. Hommikul ärkasime seitsme paiku üles  ja ma tirisin Emma jooksma järve äärde. Peale seda pakkisime asjad ära, käisime kohvikus ja siis juba hüppasimegi autosse, et edasi rahvusparki sõita.

Grampians oli super ilus. Esimene päev küll matkama ei jõudnud, kuna vihma sadas aga kõik ülejäänud päevad, mis ma seal olin, matkasime iga päev. Võib-olla mäletate, kui käisin suhteliselt alguses oma Melbourne’i saabumisel Wilsons Prominotory rahvuspargis, mis oli ookeni kõrval ja suhteliselt mägine. Grampians oli teistsugune selles suhtes, et see oli palju kuivem ja toimus kõvasti rohkem kividel ronimist, mis mulle meelerahu valmistas. Vaated olid ka imelised. Õhtuti sõime palju head ja istusime kamina juures ja jõime veini. Põhimõtteliselt puhkus, mida mul väga vaja oli. Hästi suureks üllatuseks mulle tegid nad koogi ja andsid mulle kinke minu tulevase sünnipäeva puhul, mis oli nendest väga armas.

Tagasi Melbournes jätkus töö ning siis juba tuli mu sünnipäev. Sõbrad üllatasid mind, sõites 8 tundi Adelaidest autoga Melbourne’i, et ma sünnipäeval üksi ei peaks olema. Mul oli ausõna nii hea meel. Veetsin nendega kolm päeva (kuna meil oli pikk nädalavahetus) ja 3. oktoobri õhtul käisime veel õhtust söömas. Mõnikord mõtlen küll, et mis ma teinud olen, et mul nii tohutult vedanud.

Juba kaks nädalat hiljem lendasin Adelaide Emma sünnipäevale. Tal polnud aimugi, et ma tulen. Mul oli juba piletid ostetud ja läbi räägitud ta vanematega maikuus. Ta õde võttis mind lennujaamast peale ja kui koju jõudsime, siis peitsin diivani taha ning kui Emma oma toast välja tuli, et perega veidi rääkida, siis üks hetk tõusin diivani tagant välja ja ütlesin „oh hello there.“ Karjumist oli kuulda majast välja hahahaha. Kuna ta ema oli korraldanud talle üllatus brunchi, siis tulid ka teised sõbrad külla ning kõik olid vist umbes kella neljani seal. Õhtupoole käisime Emma perega õhtusöögil. Järgmine päev pidin küll kahjuks juba lahkuma, et tagasi tööle minna.

Nüüd hiljuti tulin just tagasi Perthist, millest kirjutan järgmises postituses (muidu läheb liiga pikaks). Muidu elu tavaline, nagu alati. Ilm läheb üha soojemaks ja jõulutunnet pole üldse.

Kallistan

Maria

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Hey!

So what have I been doing for the last couple of months? The last thing I told you about was my trip to Queensland. After that another one of my friends left to see more of Australia and I also felt like I needed to get out of Melbourne for a while so I went to Daylesford and the Grampians with my friend Emma and her family. It was so incredibly good to get out of the city for a while, you guys have no idea. You never really understand how tired you can get from the city till you finally get out.

Daylesford is a cute little town. We were staying in a house next to a huge lake. I didnt personally have that much time there because I arrived the day before we left to the Grampians, so I didnt really see much of the town. But from what I saw, it was cute nonetheless. I arrived around 8 PM and they picked me up from the train station. When we got to the house, we had some dinner, played some board games and I think we crashed around 11 PM or something like that. Next morning I managed to somehow get Em out of bed at 7 AM to go for a run around the lake which ended up being a really good idea because at least I saw a little bit more of the nature. After that we packed our stuff, went to a cafe and then drove to the Grampians.

The Grampians was incredible. We couldnt go hiking the first day there because of the rain but all of the days after that we did as much of hiking as we could. I dont know if you remember but when I first arrived in Melbourne, me and a couple of other au pairs did a road trip to WIlsons Prom, which was next to the ocean and quite mountainous. Comparing the Grampians to Wilsons Prom though, the Grampians was a lot drier and stony which ultimately made the hiking more fun because we climbed on rocks a lot. And the views were amazing. In the evenings we just ate a lot of good food and drank wine in front of the fireplace. Basically a holiday that I needed (a lot). And they surprised me by baking me a cake and giving me a few presents for my upcoming birthday, which was super sweet of them.

After maybe a week of being back in Melbourne, three of my friends surprised me by driving from Adelaide to Melbourne for my birthday. I was honestly so shocked and so very happy at the same time. I ended up hanging out with them for 3 days straight (because we had a long weekend) and we also had a birthday dinner on the actual day. These sort of things always make me wonder what I have done to deserve so much in this life.

Two weeks after I flew to Adelaide for Em#s birthday (which she had no idea of). I had already booked the tickets back in May I think. Her sister picked me up from the airport and when we got home I hid behind the couch. When Emma finally emerged from her room to talk to her parents and her sister, I stood up from behind the couch and said “oh hello there.” You could have probably heard the screams to the other side of the town. Besides me surprising her, her mum had also oragnised a surprise brunch for her with all of her friends (everyone ended up staying until 4ish i think) and after that we went and had dinner at a restaurant. Unfortunately I had to leave the next day to get back to work in melbs.

I just recently also visited Perth, which I will write about in my next blog post. Otherwise, summer is finally officially here, the weather is getting warmer and it doesn#t feel like Christmas at all.

Sending you all hugs

Maria