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Maybe it's because I'm too busy...

Maybe it's Gympie that forces me not to...

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How is it that as we get closer to the end I find it harder to blog? I'd like to say that is because I'm so much busier but really I think it's because I don't want to acknowledge the fact that it is getting close.

State of Origin was epic. One of the best things we've done the whole time we've been here. It was down in Brisbane, Queensland Maroons v. New South Wales Blues. Stadium was sold out, 52,000 people going crazy mostly supporting Queensland (as they should). It's an annual, 3 game series. Queensland won the 1st game but it was close. NSW won the second. So it was pretty intense going in. Also Queensland has won the last 6 years running and really wanted to keep that streak going. Nance and I went down with Adan and Adrian in the morning stopped for lunch and hung around for the afternoon. Got to the stadium and went about finding our seats and somehow lost the Nance, or the Nance lost us to be precise. We sat got some snacks and beers and still he hadn't come back. I tried calling to no avail. Finally after almost an hour he shows up saying that he was directed across to the other side of the stadium and just found his way over. Then there was the game. Surprisingly few fights considering the aggression shown by both teams. I might be biased but it seems that the Blues were getting away with a few hits to the head and a little bit of offsides so it was understandable if QLD fought back a bit. We all lost our voices before the end of the game because the score was so close. During the second half the score was tied with I think 20 minutes to go and QLD tried for a field goal so then they were up by 1! As it turns out that was a great play because that's the score that QLD won by! 7 years in a ROW! I feel that my presence was what helped them get a victory so someone should pay for me to come next year to watch them win for the eighth year in a row.

We're staying out at Uncle Denny and Daphne's and helping with their house renovation. Uncle Denny just finished tiling the new bathroom and Daphne grouted it. It looks great. The deck is next on the list and this is where we've been helping. Nance has sanded the deck boards and I've been staining them and now if it ever stops raining long enough we should be able to start laying them. Then it will be the roofs fixed up, the kitchen, and the floors and then done! I'm sure I won't even recognize the place once they're done.

We've been picking beans the last few weeks but the weather has been so crazy it's not been every day. Really like the people we work with though. It's just a good group and they make a very boring job much more bearable. I've always wondered why Dave, the farmer, doesn't quite seem to have the best handle on bean farming and come to find out he's only been doing it for 6 years or so. Before that he was in politics and worked for the QLD premiere. That would also explain why he seems to be able to say and awful lot without saying much. Nice guy though. Most days aren't too bad, but one day Dave had an order for beans and it started to pour rain in the morning but we had to fill the order. Thankfully it wasn't a cold day. The bean patches quickly become muddy quagmires because they're in a clay-y soil. So we picked for another 4 hours completely saturated and coated in mud. I had to hose off my clothes before I could even wash them. That was by far the worst day. Most days are spent in sunshine and I put in headphones and tune out for hours and hours.

This past Sunday we had a Christmas in July dinner at the Taylor's house. The one rule for Christmas in July is that you can't make the same sort of food you'd make for Christmas proper. This meant that for mains we had fish and a pork roast. Side were roast pumpkins and sweet potatoes, beans, stuffing balls, salads, and more that I can't think of off hand. All I know is that I ate way wayyyy too much. It was all so good. Dessert was maple pecan pie and a self saucing banana pudding and some of Kyla's homemade ice cream. A great dinner. The only downside is that night is when I think I picked up a stomach flu from someone. Kirstyn had it on Friday and since then Molly Kleo Daphne Kate and I all came down with it. One of the worst days I've had in years. Glad it only lasted about a day because not sure I could've handled another day like that one.

So we're down to 3 weeks and I took the car in to see about getting it roadworthy to sell it and found that what is giving us the noticeable loss in power is a valve in the engine itself and to fix it would require taking the entire engine apart and stripping that valve, putting in a new one, replacing the head gasket and then doing all the other minor fixes the ole Corolla requires. It would have cost well over $2000 to fix and since our best hope of selling it was for $3000 it just doesn't really make sense to do all that work over the next few weeks and then have even less time to find a buyer. Cory will sadly be heading for that big parking lot in the sky instead. To be honest he has lived a hard life and I feel that we certainly got our money's worth out of him but still it sucks that we can't hand him over to another owner. We became part of the Royal Auto Club of Queensland because we always felt that he was a bit older and not sure if he was up to the journey that he was going to take but turns out he was and will hopefully see us out these last few weeks!

There you are, a brief synopsis of the last few weeks. Just think though I'll be able to fill you all in on person and show all the photos in less than a month so hope everyone is getting excited because I am!

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New entry for the resume!

We're back in Gymps and working again!

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Queensland has been hit by a huge number of backpackers and there just isn't enough work to go around. We spent two weeks calling the Harvest Line, calling local ads in the newspaper until we found one who called us back. It was one of the local ones so we haven't had to go far or move for it. We're picking green beans. Its about as much fun as you can imagine, we work with some other backpackers, two couples from France. Our supervisor is from Italy and has worked for this farm for awhile now, she was sponsored by them I think I caught. I have trouble with the accents at times. The Italian though is working hard on her English and is always chastising the French people for speaking French while picking. The only language we all have in common is English so she prefers that we all speak it while picking. I think I can manage that. For bean picking they usually try to get three picks off of each patch, each time you go through and pick the ripe ones and leave the little ones to grow and in a week or so you come back and pick them. We spent our first week going over a patch that had been really messed up on a first pick, beans had been left, bushes we're uprooted, it was bad. We would spend all 7 hours and maybe pick a bag each, and a bag holds about 20 kilos. We get paid $1.30 per kilo, so it wasn't really worth it. We were told though that once we get some practice in and show we can do a good job we'd be moved over to the better patches and do better picks. Yesterday we were moved over to patch like that and we're now doing second picks on good patches with a group of professional pickers. In that patch we only did one row each to start, but we picked more in that one row that we had in the other patch all morning. Hopefully we continue to pick in the better patches now. The professional pickers that we met yesterday are a 70 year old woman and her neighbor, Bill. I didn't quite catch the woman's name, but Jeff and her we're chatty for awhile, she's been picking for 40 years now. She retired two years ago, but was bored and came back. Her and Bill could run circles around Jeff and I, they just fly up and down the rows. Bill averages $1100 a week picking beans during the season. I only wish I could pick that fast, only another 39 years of experience to go.

Its been getting cold here, really surprisingly cold. Not down to freezing, not quite, but close. And most houses are built to encourage air flow and cooling for the summer and not really insulated to trap in heat. Its dang cold at night. Was not expecting that here. We were told it would be cold in the winter, but we laughed, pfft cold in winter? You don't even get snow, how cold can it be? We thought we'd seen the end of being cold after we traded in the tent and moved back in a house. I will not question all the time we spend insulating our homes and businesses anymore, its worth it. If it gets that cold here, I would not want to experience a MI winter without any of that.

Aside from that we've been back in town and spending time with the family. We're not sure what our next plan is, it all depends on how much money we can earn before we leave. We do know that on 4 July we're going to Brisbane to watch QLD smash NSW in the final State of Origin rugby game. Its a best out of three series and they're one and one right, going to be awesome.

Less than two months before we're headed home! Where did the last year go? It doesn't seem that long ago I was writing about seeing a cassowary up north or even what having a warm Christmas and swimming on the day is like!

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Alice Springs NT to Gympie QLD

It's a bloody long way!

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Last night we watched the sun set across Uluru and this morning we woke early and packed up so we could rush off and see the sun rise across it as well. It was cool and all, but I think sunset was better. We drove around Uluru, stopping at points that looked interesting (read: the whole thing) and wandering around it on foot. Its just so amazing and the stories that the local tribes have concerning it are just fascinating. The climb to the top was closed due to high winds at the summit, which depressed Jeff greatly. Before setting off we drove 30kms or so west to the Olgas, a set of rock hills similar to Uluru but smaller and more spread out. We did the scenic walk through the Valley of the Winds and returned to the car. As we bid a fond farewell to Uluru and the Olgas, we left Yulara and did our longest stretch of driving of a tank of gas, from Uluru back to the Stuart Highway: 436 kilometers!

Hooked a left turn and started towards Alice Springs. Passed tour bus after tour bus coming from the city to Uluru. Also saw our first and only wild dingo. Got into Alice and since we planned to spend at least two nights we just made dinner and went to bed. Driving for so many hours really can take it out of you. That and the Nance had get up at 5:30a to be sure we made it for sunrise so everyone was a little tired. Woke up the next day and went into Alice Springs the largest outback city, it has a Woolies AND a Coles, that's civilization for sure. We went to the info centre grabbed us a map of town and took off on a heritage walking tour. We saw Adelaide House which features a very early example of passive cooling system where they routed air from a cellar throughout the house to cool it as well as shading all the windows. Pretty neat. Also got to try out a pedal radio which they used to communicate over long distances way back when there wasn't electricity readily available. Went to the ANZAC memorial which gave a great view of the city and also stepped in a chunk of glass and of course Jeff thought he might die. He didn't. From there we wandered the Todd Mall and looked in at the Royal Flying Doctor Service and the School of the Air. It's weird to think that Australia or what they call white Australia is still so young even compared to America when yesterday we saw Uluru which the Aboriginals have been aware of for possibly thousands of years. It makes for some interesting histories. Alice isn't really hopping so we called it a night pretty early to get ready for more driving the next day. Jeff woke up hella early and found that there was ICE ON THE COROLLA yeah whole thing was covered, but by 8:30 it was completely gone and was 20 some degrees. That's the desert for you!

From Alice we drove all day and got to Tennant Creek before we called it a day. Tennant Creek is, well I'm not sure what you'd call it. It is a town I suppose but there isn't anything there to make for a town. No body of water no mining or anything that we could see so maybe it's just risen because people stop there because it's the only thing between Katherine and Alice Springs. Stayed a night caught up on some postcards, emails, marked the map, and just chilled. This would the last spot of any collection of buildings bigger than a lone road house until we made it Katherine in the late afternoon, a distance of over 600kms.

We didn't stay long and left early again (no frost thank goodness) and made for Katherine. Jeff was especially pumped for Katherine because the Katherine River has formed a large gorge that you can kayak up and swim the river and all that. It's been formed like the Grand Canyon just a wee bit smaller. We got into town and stayed near the Katherine Hot Springs. They are not hot nor really spring-y. Wasn't nearly as nice as the one we stopped at in Mataranka where Jeff had a swim and relaxed in the tropical heat. Also came across the Daly Waters Pub the most 'isolated pub in all of Aus' or so they claimed, though from the convoy of caravans it didn't seem all that remote. Was a nice stop before getting back in the car. Jeff had looked up kayaking the gorge online and here is what he has to say about his experience in the gorge: "It just sounded amazing. The gorge is separated into 8 different sections and you can take a full on river cruise through the first 2 or with a kayak you can see up to six depending on how hard you paddle. It's 30 Ks out of town and we left early so we'd have as much time as possible. JUST TO FIND OUT THAT YOU CAN'T KAYAK OR SWIM BECAUSE THERE ARE SALT WATER CROCODILES IN THE AREA! WHHHHHAAAATTTTT?!! Of course upon reading this Jeff was like psh yeah I'm sure. So instead we got ourselves a map and turned into to super fit hikers and began what ended up being a 20-25 km hike. Totally worth it. Got to swim under a waterfall in a rock pool. Saw the three of the different gorge sections and even got to climb up the side of one of the gorges. It was here that I sat down on the small little rock ledge to have lunch and rest after hiking all morning when one of the river cruise boats sailed by and stopped close enough that I could hear. "can everyone see the croc there under that tree?" so maybe it's for the best that we didn't kayak."
For those of you who are curious here's the Wikipedia description. 'An adult male saltwater crocodile's weight is 409 to 1,000 kilograms (900–2,200 lb) and length is normally 4.1 to 5.5 metres (13–18 ft). However, mature males can exceed 6 metres (20 ft) and weigh more than 1,000 kilograms (2,200 lb), and this species is the only extant crocodilian to regularly reach or exceed 4.8 metres (16 ft).'

It's only 4 hours from Katherine to Darwin so we took our sweet time and even stopped to swim in another waterfall pool. Life's rough I know. Then we got into Darwin and went and got our map and got walking. Was beautifully warm and humid. Was so nice just what we needed after all the cold weeks spent down in Victoria and Canberra. Darwin is a small but full fledged city and it was a nice change from the outback towns we'd been at since Port Augusta. Spent two nights and just enjoyed the heat. Hung at the man made beach and wandered the plentifully parks. Wasn't anything iconic that you HAD to see in Darwin so just spent all day wandering before hitting up the pool near the campsite. Was great.

Now we had been as far North as you can go so we headed South and are going to look for work along the way if we don't find any then it'll be back to Gympie and the family because we miss those guys.

To start the trip we had to backtrack along the same path we'd taken north for almost 1000kms back down to Tennant Creek. We set out as early as the Nance could get out of bed and attempted to do as much as we could in one day. We did make it to Tennant sometime in the early evening and stay in the same place we had just a few days before when we were going north. Just north of Tennant is Threeways, a road house set on the cross roads of the Stuart and Barkely Highways and it was there that we pointed the car to begin or journey back east and into QLD.

Its a long boring stretch of road, but we're used to that by now. Now over in QLD and our eventual destination of the day,is Mount Isa; A mining town where they mine zinc, lead, copper, and a whole host of other minerals. It was a mine first and since it's such a big mine employing over 3000 people the town emerged from there. And emerge it did. Then town is right next to the mine. You can see it from anywhere in town and the mining explosions are commonplace and even listed in the tourist brochures as something to look forward to "You can literally feel the earth move!" We stayed two days, it was starting to green up and from here on in our drives should be getting easier so we wanted to rest up before setting off again. We did learn that Mount Isa has no actual mountain so it cannot be called Mt Isa, but is always written Mount Isa. Oh and its the rodeo capital of the southern hemisphere, hosting the largest one where competitors arrive from all over to compete for the largest purse offered anywhere.

After our rest there it was off to Longreach home of the QANTAS Founders Museum. QANTAS is an acronym for Queensland and Northern Territory Air Service and the national airline of AU which began over 80yrs ago in this small outback town as a mail route between towns. From the humble beginnings here and the confidence in air travel grew the service began to grow and help people travel between far flung towns. We had the opportunity while touring the museum to also tour the insides of the first jetliner QANTAS ever purchased, a Boeing 707. QANTAS eventually would purchase 13 of these aircraft of which two remain, the first which resides here and the 13th which, are you sitting down? You may want to for this, the 13th is still operational is owned and flown by John Travolta. Yes, at some point he purchased this craft and somehow learned its history and deal was made with QANTAS, the plane would be painted in the original QANTAS scheme and Travolta would become a Goodwill Ambassador for QANTAS. Wonder if they help pay for fuel? Now the first jet, named the City of Canberra, was remodeled many times throughout its life, at one point being a luxury liner available for charter and was used by the Beatles, the Queen, even Michael Jackson was a passenger. It was wicked cool and if all planes were like that I think I would enjoy flying. It had maybe 30 seats, a sofa, a full sized bed with ensuite, it was crazy.

We left Longreach as the weather was turning gray and we planned on driving as far as we possible could before stopping for the night, there wasn't much left between us Gympie now! But as the weather deteriorated and rain settled in when we reached the town of Emerald we called it a day. We checked into a campsite, snagging the last available site they had and did our best to stay dry and last throughout the night without floating away. We awoke early and pushed off for the final leg of our journey, the end was in site now. We drove the last 8hrs or so through rain, making it back to Gymps and the family around 4:30pm.

After four months of being on the road we were back. We'd been to Sydney, Melbourne, the Nation's Capital, survived the outback, and met some great people along the way. It was the journey of a lifetime and I feel privileged to have been along for the wild ride it was. It'll lend itself well to a lifetime of "When I was in AU..." stories.

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Hey, READ THIS!

So we've started the last leg of our road tripping saga, the drive up the centre. It has been amazing so far and it's only day 3!

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We left you off at the beginning of the Great Ocean Road. It was cold and rainy the whole time. It wasn't constant rain instead we would get to a stop and get out look at the sky and say "Nah it ain't gonna rain." and leave the umbrella and jacket in the car because in the sun it was warm. Then we would find out that to get to the look out you'd have to walk 3Ks and it inevitably started to rain halfway there. So we would run the rest of the way because I wasn't going to get rained on AND miss the view, snap a few photos and then race back to the car and drive along the coast to the next lookout. The 12 Apostles were as amazing as you can imagine though, fun fact, only 8 of the 12 are still standing because the rest have succumbed to the power of the waves crashing on them. My favorite stop was called the Grotto which was a tiny little alcove under an arch looking out at the ocean. Sooo so cool. From there the road leaves the coast and we made for Port Fairy. On the way we drove through dairy farm country that if you weren't thinking about it you'd swear you were in Northern Michigan but then you'd look over and catch a glimpse of the ocean and remember that you're thousands of miles from Northern Michigan! So crazy. We stopped for some local cheese in Warnambool and made it to Port Fairy just in time for some more rain. Port Fairy to Mount Gambier was a much nicer day. Stopped in Portland and was my favorite town along the whole coast. Was one of the first ports in Victoria and still is a busy one today. Then we got to Mount Gambier and checked out the town just as it was getting dark. We heard that the Umpherston Sinkhole was cool even at night. So we walked down into this giant hole in the ground in almost total darkness. You could feel that you had went below ground but couldn't see it. Then when we woke up we saw that in addition to being a giant hole in the ground it is also full of beautiful gardens and even has a bbq area. Drove out to the Blue Lake and looked at how blue it was then, very blue. Also the source of drinking water for the town. Then it was the most boring drive yet up to Adelaide. It took bloody hours and was supposedly the "coastal" route, but we never saw the ocean, just a line of muddy hills with some small shrubs. But worth getting into to Adelaide. It was such a beautiful old town. I know we keep saying that each new city is our favorite (minus Canberra), and we're not stopping here. Adelaide is my new favorite Capital City. Spent the night there, wandered town the next morning, then on the road back to Mildura.

While we were out touring the Great Ocean Road Sarah and Mairi we're staying in Mildura and had heard back from a dude about some work! We were stoked for them and stoked because we hoped if they got in they could talk to the dude, maybe get us in too. So we drove back to Mildura and got in late in the afternoon. The girls were out and we were in the process of setting up the tent when they got back. Glad to see them again, and they us (really!). But sad news, the dude had issues getting ahold of them over the weekend, even though Mairi was trying to call him several times each day, and had given their positions to someone he could get in contact with. Yeah, not cool and upset us too. Well, we're all back together again, so there was that. Yeah, its not as good as actually having work, I know. We stuck around for a few days, hoping to find work, see if anyone will get back to us. No one with work ready for immediate start did. We kept hearing though that if we give it about three weeks then, then the oranges will be ready and there'll be heaps of work. We didn't have three weeks to just sit around and wait though. We said our goodbyes and left Sarah and Mairi in Mildura again. They were going to give it a few more days and then they too plan to leave Mildura.

From Mildura we drove all freakin' day through Broken Hill (just because) to Port Augusta. This trip did have one cool feature, it let us go through three states in one day. Mildura was in VIC, near the NSW border, Broken Hill was north in NSW, and Port Augusta was over west in SA. We pretty much just put up the tent, slept, and then up tearing down the tent before 8 the next morning. Long day of driving ahead we thought. And we were right. Pushing for Coober Pedy, a mining town on the only dot on the map of supposed size for many, many, kilometers. Got into town by 3pm, much to our surprise. The landscape changed so much though, went from being on the coast and seeing grass and tall trees, to red dirt, small shrubs, and an occasional tree less than two meters tall. Coober Pedy it seems is the the center of Opal Mining and for kilometers around there are mounds of dirt and abandoned machinery. The mining here is so intense we pass signs every now and then warning you that if you dare venture off the road there is a high probability that you will inadvertently fall into an old shaft and die. So be careful, don't run, and don't walk backwards! We'd read online that in Coober Pedy there is a hostel that is underground. And churches, and houses, a lot of stuff was underground in town. We found the hostel though and stayed the night there. We were over six meters underground (that's about eighteen feet-ish)! So cool, it was so quiet and dark down there. Woke up and got ready for another long day of driving.

We've been totaling up the kms that we've traversed since leaving Mildura, we're over 2000 and today we arrived at Uluru! The photos you may have seen just don't do it justice. When you see it yourself, it just feels so powerful, you just want to keep looking at it. It dominates the landscape. We got out there in time to watch sunset cascade across it, changing the color of Uluru as the sun dropped lower. We're camping at the resort thing nearby, its all there is out here and the resort is set up like a city, with the different hotels spread around, a shopping center, and the cheap campsite where we're staying shoved in the back. Getting up tomorrow to catch the rock at sunrise, see some of the other sites around, and then drive up to Alice Springs!

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Melbourne to Mildura to Apollo Bay in a little over a week.

I haven't even had a job and I still find it hard to blog. Why?! Anyways here we go.

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We stayed in Melbourne until our friends Andrew and Mary left for Adelaide and then our Scottish friends drove up to Mildura to look for work and call on some of their Scottish friends who are working that way. Nance and I had decided to drive south and see the Mornington Peninsula and from there to Phillip Island. We left Melbourne a bit later than intended so we drove part way down the peninsula and then turned and drove towards Phillip Is. We camped in a nice caravan park and then checked out the island. It was larger than I thought oh and even though it's an island it's connected to the mainland via a bridge so no exciting ferry rides or anything. So first stop was a place called the Nobbies and that was the southernmost point of the island. You look out over the Tasman sea and there is nothing from there to Antarctica. There is also a few camera of a seal colony on a island a bit off the coast. The Nobbies are some huge rock formations that you can almost literally see being eroded by the intensity of the sea. Such a cool spot. From there we went to the info booth and booked us some tickets to the penguin parade. Learned that it takes place at dusk when the little guys come in from a long day in the ocean to their nests. Wasn't sure what to expect but the lady said that they had 600 and some penguins come up the night before. We got there and met our ranger who explained how they count them every night and have been doing so for the last 30 years or so and that the population has been ever so slowly increasing especially after they got the land made into a national park. So with our ranger we walked down to the beach and met up with that night's designated counter. Her job is to start counting from the first 5 penguins who cross the beach and then count for 50 minutes. She explained how the little penguins form 'rafts' out past the breaking waves because they are the most vulnerable when traversing the open stretch of sand. The rafts were just dark patches in the distances so you have no idea how many penguins have amassed until they come ashore. And boy oh boy do they come ashore. It was a slow progression at first but then they started arriving in droves. One raft alone had over 100 penguins! So we watched from the counter's platform for a but and then headed down to the beach and watched many many many more waddle their way home. They would slowly emerge from the sea and then one would start running across the sand and then the rest would run after. It was a spectacular sight and one I'll never forget! We spotted our ranger as we were leaving and asked what the total was and it was 1599! He said that we picked the best night we could have because as the winter comes more and more penguins spend 2-3 weeks at sea and their numbers are less each dusk because of it. Sadly they ask that no photography be taken because it's dark and the flash isn't good for their eyes but if you're ever in the area it is more than worth a visit.

From there we went and did the Mornington Peninsula properly which of course included fish and chips for lunch and some aimless wandering along the piers that dot the towns along the way. Nance's friend from back home Brian has a relative who lives on the Peninsula so he'd given us her contact info and we dropped in for dinner and stayed with her for a night. Was so wonderful to not camp! Her name was Deb and she was actually Brian's mum's cousin so almost a distant relative but she'd spent her childhood around Reed City and was close to Brian's mum. She lives in a beautiful house and is neighbor's with a very cool little art gallery. We didn't know it but it was her daughter's birthday that day so when we came in the door we got to sing happy birthday to her. She was going out with some friends and had left for work before we had gotten up but was great to meet her.

The next day we took off for Mildura to pick chillies with Sarah and Mairi! We left Deb's a bit later than intended so we didn't get into Mildura until late so not much to report from that day except that all I wanted was a slurpee from 7 Eleven and they were all practically on the other side of the road until we were out of Melbs. Story of my life. Haha though since we were way out in the middle of nowhere they don't have gates on their railway crossings and we came up to a surprisingly long queue of cars waiting and waiting and waiting until some of them just started going even though they lights were flashing. When it came to our turn we could actually see the train just sitting on the tracks maybe broken down or something but it felt strange to just blatantly ignore the flashing lights and go. We are such rebels I know. Got into Mildura and set up the gazebo and tent and got pumped for picking chillies.

Ugh picking chillies...worst 6 hours ever. We got there and got handed a bucket and told to pick 'good' ones only. Umm ok but what are 'good' ones? Turns out good, which is of course a relative term, is also different to the same guy. I would go up and mine were too orange so I'd go back tell the group and then someone else would go up their's would be too soft. I'd go back up and mine were too this or too that. He told everyone something different. I picked 4 buckets and just called it a day. Made all of $36 bucks to boot. He said he'd call us tomorrow and let us know a time and when he didn't call the next day we didn't even bother calling him. He did end up calling us like 3 days later but we were 'busy'. We instead hung out with Sarah and Mairi's friends Karen and Martin who had just came up to Mildura a few weeks prior because Karen got a teaching job. Days were warm enough to hang by the pool and call around for jobs. When we had spent a week doing this with no luck Nance and I decided to go do the Great Ocean Road for a week or so and try again then.

So here I am. Apollo Bay YHA Eco Lodge spending my first night indoors since Deb's almost 2 weeks ago and the last day indoors before then would have been...Canberra YHA way back in March, wooft! We do love us some camping. Anyways the Great Ocean Road as far as we've driven it has been great. It's May so it's cold but that doesn't stop the views from being magnificent. Well that brings us up to speed let's hope that the weather warms up because we're going to see the Twelve Apostles tomorrow which is one Aus's most photographed places and I'm sick of being cold!

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