Monday was supposed to be chilled but halfway through the train ride into the city I’d realised that I forgot to bring a change of clothes with me (yes I’m being serious) so a trip to h&m was in order. Other than that, I had a few things to do and checked into the hostel. During the evening I was thinking about going to the cinema but there wasn’t a lot on. Instead, I went to the ACMI and saw a documentary in their cinema about Obama’s last year in office which was pretty interesting. There’s a few things they have coming up which look good, and will also be when I’m back in the city.
Tuesday, I started the day off being a tourist. First stop was the Queen Vic Market which wasn’t all that, then I went to the ACMI to have a look at their screens exhibition – it’s quite interesting and a good way to kill some time playing video games. Afterwards, I went to visit a friend at work then went off to see the Foo Fighters – I managed to get a really good spot in the crowd. Weezer were on first and I enjoyed their set but the Foo Fighters were awesome. Perhaps a bit too much with their guitar solos but it was up there as one of the best concerts I’ve ever been to.
Wednesday, I slept in and went to South Melbourne Market for a late breakfast – I had planned to take a day trip to Wilsons Prom which ended up getting cancelled – the weather was shit anyway. Spent most of the day chilling then saw a friend who I did my farm work with; was great to see her again. The whole hostel got banned from drinking goon within six weeks of me being there, then we had regular alcohol bans, for which everyone put the effort in to hide the fact that we were drinking, but other than that the ban was always ignored. After I left, apparently there was a “crackdown” of people drinking goon from coloured bottles/out of mugs so the backpackers would cut the string off of a teabag, stick the string to the cup and filled it with goon so it just looked like they were drinking a lot of tea.
I worked 22.5 hours this week. The next few weeks I’m not working a lot so it’s going to be four days off and around 30 hours I think. At the moment I have enough money saved up for Asia so I’m using work to pay my rent and to go towards my days off. The next four days I have off so I was thinking of going to Torquay, one of the stops of the Great Ocean Road. You can get there by bus but I thought sod it, I’ll hire a car and do the whole bloody thing. One of my hangups with driving I think is that I’ve always been hesitant with it as there’s an instructor who knows where I’m going and not myself – as long as I don’t go too fast I’ll be fine.
Tomorrow morning, I’ll be packing a bag, absolutely nothing booked bar the car hire. I think the plan is to do the Great Ocean Road tomorrow and just get back here pretty late, then the couple of days after go to the hot springs (apparently the best in the world, I’ll see how they compare to Budapest’s baths) and Phillip Island.
On Monday I was off again so I decided to go to the tennis again – I wanted to see a big match. Sunday evening at work I kept checking my phone to see who was playing where and at what time, and once I saw it I booked my ticket. It may have been halfway through service whilst plating desserts…
My internet right now is very limited so I can’t post any pictures or Google the names of the players I saw. The first game was a womens singles which was pretty decent, then the Kerber game which was a great one to watch – it was very close at a few stages and I probably would have been swearing at the TV if I was at home. The final game was Federer – pretty sure everyone knew he was going to win and by this time it was hard to concentrate on the game having spent around four hours prior watching tennis and travelling two hours to get there. It was great to see him play though, just a shame that I couldn’t have seen Andy Murray play, though a few years ago at work I did actually walk past him.
On the way back from the tennis I tried to get the last bus from the station to get to the place I’m staying at. Missed the bus as the train was delayed so had a $60, 40 minute Uber. I’ve been waiting for something to go wrong as it’s been a while since something has – the last time being when I cut half the tip of my thumb off at work in August. Would rather have an expensive Uber over that.
Since November I’ve not had a lot of days off – one per week, or less. This week I have four days off, which I think is more than what I had in all of December. Tomorrow I’m off to Melbourne and just chilling in the city then Tuesday I’m off to see Weezer and the Foo Fighters – can’t bloody wait. Wednesday I’m going to be a tourist and go on a day tour of Wilsons Prom, then back to work on Thursday. Sunday, I’m off again so I’ll try and be a tourist around here but it’s pretty hard to do without your own transport. I think my job is finishing up at the end of next month though I’m not too sure, but I’m excited for it to quieten down and get out and about a bit more.
On Monday I travelled down to Melbourne to watch the Australian Open. With me being 23 and built like an old woman I had to go and get my neck sorted out once again, so had to leave earlier than I would’ve liked. Since Mid-November I’ve worked six days a week and now I’m struggling to get out of bed at 2pm to get the 2.25 bus to work.
My ticket was for the Margaret Court Arena; the first game was the womens, Wozniacki vs Buzarnescu and second was the mens King vs Tsonga. As I was there early, I thought I’d go and find somewhere that sold Pimms, and it turns out that Pimms isn’t a thing during the tennis here. Absolutely distraught. So instead I had a beer and something to eat whilst watching one of the games on an outside screen.
Tomorrow I’m off work so I’m off to the tennis again – got a few good games including the Federer one. Since I moved here I’ve not been on a night out where I’ve written myself off so I’m really up for giving zero shits about how much money I spend tomorrow.
Work has been pretty much the same as the past few weeks – had a few busy days and a couple of days where it was so hot I don’t know how I managed to do eleven hours in the kitchen. It makes the UK heatwaves of 23 degrees look cute. Done a fair few hours too so I’ve not really had the chance to research a heap of Asia but think I’ve got a really good plan of what I’m doing in Australia soon. From the end of July this year I’m planning not to work unless it’s an opportunity that I can’t turn down until I’ve seen the world, which will be maybe more than a year and I can’t bloody wait.
Once again, I have worked a six day week; I think I’ve done them every week bar one since mid-November and I’m not too sure how many more I have to go. The money’s going to go a long way but I really am feeling as though I need a break. Luckily, I have a couple of breaks coming up, just not too sure exactly when I have to pack my backpack again.
This week I had Monday off which wasn’t very exciting – I can’t really get anywhere without using the bus so I woke up at 2pm and went out for breakfast. One night during the week we had a night in at the house I’m staying at. I had been looking at moving here as a chance to be a bit sensible but instead I went to bed at 5am and had to be up for work at 10. Whoops.
Also, I saw that the Australian Open starts tomorrow and have a ticket. I booked up before everything got announced but should be seeing a couple of good tennis matches. With this job, I hadn’t been expecting to be able to make it but am glad to be proven wrong. The downside is that I have to get from the CBD to work which is a two and a half hourish commute.
My seventeen days of work in a row came to an end so I had a well-needed day in bed. It was 35 degrees outside and I had to pop to the shop; opening the front door was like opening an oven. In the city it reached 43 degrees and actually got so hot there were traffic delays on a motorway as the road itself started to melt. I got sunburnt. Again.
Work has gone really well, definitely the best team I’ve ever worked with. In a way, it’s a shame it’s a temporary job as I could really develop my career there, but I’d rather go travelling – what a first world problem. I’ve been doing the cold starters/pastry section which is really easy and the fryer section which I prefer, I just don’t like cleaning the fryers. Especially when there’s three of the bloody things.
On my day off, I booked up to go to Africa. I saw that the company I’m using are allowing people to put a deposit of $1 on a trip so I thought to put a deposit on, then I compared the prices to the UK website. The UK website was £200 cheaper, and I accidentally paid for the whole trip rather than just a deposit. Whoops. So, I’ll be leaving Australia I think four days before my visa expires, then from South Africa I think I’m just going to make my way to South East Asia and work my way up towards Europe, so I need to book a flight from Melbourne to Zimbabwe and then from South Africa to Malaysia. Don’t really want to have to leave Australia, but I’m so bloody excited to travel.
For the past couple of weeks I’ve had my own room which I’m actually really bored of already. I’ve spent a lot of time in hostels and I’m seriously considering just living in one again. Since I started travelling, I’ve not really had my own space so I’m used to that anyway. I’m quite mindful that by the time I get back to Melbourne I’ll have five months left on my visa and I’d rather be paying $170/week max to live in a hostel, have a laugh and not give a shit than $220+ for my own private room and be bored after a week. The only problem being that I will have limited WiFi and won’t be able to have a Netflix binge as and when I please.
I’ve moved around two hours from Melbourne and don’t have the internet. I used the data from my phone to post this, but probably won’t be updating again until I leave here. Work is going pretty well. If you count moving here on boxing day as work as moving was quite an ordeal, especially so with a hangover, Friday will be 17 days straight of work.
I have some really good plans for this year; I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned a fair few times what I’m intending to do over the next few months. Between now and July I’ll be working with a few things thrown in to stop me from getting bored – the reason why I stayed an extra year was to get paid a better wage so I can do some serious travelling, which I’ve been looking into over the past few weeks. When I’ve researched it properly I’ll be going to Africa for a couple of weeks to see the southern part of the continent on a tour, then I’ll also know whether or not I’m going to visit England. After Southern Africa I’ll be doing the whole South East Asia backpacker thing, hopefully just with hand luggage as recently having stuff just really bloody irritates me. I’ll be taking my time with that, then I can look at New Zealand and where I can go from there. I’m not really planning on working because I don’t want to, unless I get a once in a lifetime opportunity, but may have to in New Zealand as it’ll be an expensive one.
A fair few people must be thinking that I’m going to have had enough of the lifestyle that I’ve been living soon and want to go back to the UK, settle somewhere and focus on my career or something. Sure, sometimes it may be shit but I’ve come to learn that if something goes wrong then it’ll be funny in a few weeks at the most, and I’m hoping to settle in Australia after travelling anyway. I wouldn’t really have it any other way, all I want to spend my time doing at the moment is chilling out and seeing the world, and I’m working hard now so that I can do it in a few months time.
Had a bit of a chilled out week this week. Work wasn’t too difficult but didn’t really do that many hours – I was so pumped to get three days off this week after having three days off in the past three weeks, but I had to work one which was pretty unnecessary.
On Monday I did the 1000 Steps Walk in the Dandenong Ranges, really nice walk but wouldn’t recommend doing it on a 32 degree day. On a scale of one to my farm work in Queensland as to how sweaty it was, it definitely was up there.
Friday night I went out with a some friends and when I got back in, the people who I rent this place from invited me and the others in the flat out with them. Yesterday, I was off which was probably for the best and today I worked a few hours and just chilled for the rest of the day and am going to have an early night.
Tomorrow, I’m working which I don’t really mind too much as I’m getting paid some pretty nice penalty rates, then am off to a friends house afterwards. Boxing day I’m moving so have been pretty busy getting all of my shit together. I’m a bit gutted to be moving as I wanted to see a bit more of the city, but having worked and gone out so bloody much over the past month it hasn’t really been doable.
It’s been another busy week, worked around 55 hours with a 14 hour shift too.
Monday was my day off so I went out with a friend for a few drinks and had quite possibly the worst game of pool that Chapel Street has seen in a while. Tuesday, I was invited for a drink or two which turned into an absolute bender and had an early start on Wednesday at work. It’s a miracle that I was only two minutes late and didn’t chop another body part off.
All I’ve really been doing this week besides going out is going to bed and going to work. It was confirmed the other day that on the 26th I’m moving, hopefully rent-free, away from Melbourne for a bit. In the past three weeks I’ve only had three days off, I (hopefully) have two days off next week, and then should be working six days a week until February. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, though and will be taking my time on a roadtrip down the west coast afterwards.
The weathers meant to be really nice over my days off next week so I’m going to go to Mt Dandenong to do the 1000 Steps Walk – been meaning to do it for bloody ages but either the weather’s been shite or my feet hurt.
I’ve had a really busy week: my workweek runs Sunday to Saturday, for which I worked just over 60 hours, and today I worked another six. Most of the drinking, not getting much sleep, pissing around and working heaps has now caught up with me – I’ve definitely burnt the candle at both ends and now I’m just absolutely knackered. My sprained neck has flared up again this week, both my feet are buggered, my back hurts, even my chiropractor can tell that my liver isn’t happy. At some point soon I need to have a couple of days where I just relax – my only day off for the next week is tomorrow and possibly out after work both Tuesday and Wednesday so maybe that’ll come on my next couple of days off. For sure it’s been a fun and crazy few weeks but I seriously need to rein it in a bit.
I’m also hopefully moving in a few weeks for work – a month to six weeks or so, and then heading off on my travels. It’s meant to be a really nice place that I’m heading to so hopefully I’ll be a good enough driver to take a few day trips in the area. It’s not in Melbourne, but in the grand scheme of things, pretty close by anyway.
The start of this week isn’t looking too busy for week but come Friday it will be insane – I’m expecting something close to 60 hours again. It’s all hourly pay too, with extra pay on Sundays so I work all the hours that I can get, only a couple of weeks and the Christmas season will be over, then hopefully on the coast for a crazy-busy-hourly-paid few weeks.
The past week I’ve been trying to take it easy. The drink or two I went for last Sunday turned into more like a drink or eight, then got asked to come to work on my day off the following day. That wasn’t fun. There’s been a fair bit of work over the past week, 46 hours over five days then this coming week is meant to be the busiest week ever with me working over six days. Every day bar Sunday should be around the ten hour mark, but I’m expecting to be put on at least a couple of 15 hour shifts.
Today I had a driving lesson which went alright – I think I just need a few more hours on the road and then I can take a few trips around Victoria. Around/after Christmas I’m hoping to do some trips to Phillip Island and the Mornington Peninsula, but I don’t trust myself to drive back from a wine trip to the Yarra Valley.
With Christmas coming up, we’ve had some Christmas music blaring out of the kitchen. Thankfully not the kind of music I’d be listening to on the radio, but instead I’ve had Mr Hanky the Christmas Poo stuck in my head a fair bit. With the hot weather last week, the kitchen hit the 35 degree mark, the same as what I was planting melons in. It’s meant to piss it down the whole of this week, then we’ll get some nice weather next week.
I’ve decided that I’m going to take a trip, probably for around three weeks, around some of Eastern Europe, and also Iceland before I bugger off to Asia for a long term trip. Last year I had two winters, so it’ll be nice to have two summers next year.