I had Tom from Switzerland working with me today as Chris went to go and work on a farm. Another really hot day and a bit easier work wise. We had to put up the new ceiling and take care doing it so we didn’t break or mark the plaster board tiles. Another different coloured Mercedes was driven by the boss man, he must have used the others for bank jobs, who knows. The day went quickly again and the boss said he may have work for me next week which will be good.
Tonight was my birthday celebration evening. I was heading over to my Ozzie mate Sarah’s as she was cooking me dinner which was very nice of her. Kangaroo sausages was on the menu and some other bits and bobs. I stopped off at a surf shop on the way and saw a really nice board but I shouldn’t get greedy so on I went. The food and beer was amazing and I didn’t end up meeting the others until about half 10. A few people were drinking at the hostel before heading out on Bondi beach. We went to Ravesei’s first then on to Bondi Hotel. After Daragh not getting in for being too pissed, I met up with him and we headed home, well tried to anyway. We chilled out on the beach front talking bollox to a busker who I filmed playing guitar and singing, he was actually very good. We moved on and then started talking to random people including a very attractive Italian girl. She was over here like most travellers; checking out different parts of the country and looking for work. After more bullshit coming out of our mouths, we got her number and staggered home.
At the hostel there were a few people from the night out who we lost along the way. Daragh passed out shortly after arriving so putting cheesy puff crisps in his mouth seemed like a great idea when her was snoring. 4am and it was time to hit the sack as they say. Which was difficult due to the fact that Daragh was not moving one bit but I couldn’t leave him there as a fellow traveller may nick something from him like his clothes (there are strange things that go missing in hostels!).
Monday 27 July 2009
27/02/09
It was difficult to get up but when I was up, I was ready to go. The builder dude was early so off to work I went. Mick was a middle ages Russian who came over to Australia 30 years ago but his accent was still very strong. Me and Chris had to help out with all the odd job at an office that was having partitioned rooms being installed. We were mainly moving supplies from deliveries into the office and then take the ceiling tiles down ready for a new one that’s to be put up tomorrow so guess what I will be doing tomorrow?!
The people in the office were still working so we had to put dust sheets around them, set a 12 ft plank over their desks and slowly take down each ceiling tile. As we did this, another Russian (Leon) worked on installing the partitioning for the walls. He was taking ages to get each partition exactly straight using his spirit level. The day went quite quickly and it saved me going to the gym due to all the lifting and moving around all day. Just about to take down the last few tiles near when Leon was working. Lifting the plank into place, “clonk” sounded as it swung into to one of the perfectly placed partitions. I look around and no one saw so on I went with a little chuckle. I was going to say to him that I probably just put it out of line but knew he would be pissed off so didn’t bother. I’m sure he’ll find out later on or tomorrow. Plus they could be part of a Russian Mafia so I want to stay in their good books.
Ended up going to the Shack for a couple of jugs, but didn’t stay out too late as I needed to get up at 10 to 6.
The people in the office were still working so we had to put dust sheets around them, set a 12 ft plank over their desks and slowly take down each ceiling tile. As we did this, another Russian (Leon) worked on installing the partitioning for the walls. He was taking ages to get each partition exactly straight using his spirit level. The day went quite quickly and it saved me going to the gym due to all the lifting and moving around all day. Just about to take down the last few tiles near when Leon was working. Lifting the plank into place, “clonk” sounded as it swung into to one of the perfectly placed partitions. I look around and no one saw so on I went with a little chuckle. I was going to say to him that I probably just put it out of line but knew he would be pissed off so didn’t bother. I’m sure he’ll find out later on or tomorrow. Plus they could be part of a Russian Mafia so I want to stay in their good books.
Ended up going to the Shack for a couple of jugs, but didn’t stay out too late as I needed to get up at 10 to 6.
26/02/09
Went Job hunting today, took my CV to all the surf shops in Bondi. No luck though as they all said they were starting to sack their workers due to the high season on the way out. Just chillin in the lounge with the lads and I saw a couple of guys that just moved into my room. I’ve been in the same room for 19 days and I’ve had Italian, English, German, Dutch and American people come and go and they’re all really cool people. Its weird becoming friends with someone then the next day they’re off on their travels again and you’ll probably never see them again. I saw my mate Thomas from Switzerland in the lounge and he was with his mate Chris from Germany. “Have you got a job?” Chris asked me. “I wish” I replied. “Come and work with me tomorrow then if you like?” Chris was offered labouring work in Coogee. 06:30 start, 8 hours work and good money so I was well up for it. I also heard from Daragh that a dude on the site he works on is leaving so there may be an opening for me there which would be cool as its even more money than the job tomorrow, let’s see what happens.
25/02/09
Went surfing with Mark, a guy from Denmark. We went to Bondi and the waves were good. Not too big but not too small. First night of chilling tonight. Off to record some frogs and crickets down at Tamarama beach for use in a track. Me and Dan (who’s in London) came up with the idea of me sending him music ideas via descriptions and video clips. He would then put his input into it and make a tune from my ideas and see what we come up with. From the ideas, I will be messing about with them and then when I get back to the UK, we’re going to compare the outcomes which should be interesting.
23/02/09
Went to go surfing at Tamarama beach today. Weather was amazing and from my window, the waves looked good. I met up with Phil at reception, walked around the corner when you can see the surf. From what I could see, the waves were massive, “Fuck that!” I said in shock. We were quite far away and the waves looked huge. As we got closer, they got bigger (funnily enough). We watched some of the locals having trouble surfing so I thought not best risk it on my 3 day of surfing so we just played some ball games instead.
Was meant to stay in but Big Tom said he was heading into Kings Cross. He twisted my arm by saying he was in an Irish pub called O’Mallys where they sell jugs of beer for $6 and he’s with 8 girls. Me and Phil got ready to go out quicker than usual for some reason.
Big Tom was not lying and it ended up being was a great night of dancing (trying), drinking and playing twister in a club called Empire which was a bit random. Silly o’clock in the morning I got a cab with a couple of the girls that Big Tom started the night with. They said they live in Bondi so the cab fair would work out cheaper. I woke up in a random house next to one of the girls. Where the hell was I, who the hell is that and how am I going to get back to the hostel? The beauty of alcohol! After trying to speak some sort of sense, I tried to remember the given directions and off I went. A lot easier than I thought to get back to Bondi beach which was good because the sun definitely had his hat on and I was very hung over. Watching the surfers was very therapeutic and the fresh Tasman breeze sorted my hang over out.
Was meant to stay in but Big Tom said he was heading into Kings Cross. He twisted my arm by saying he was in an Irish pub called O’Mallys where they sell jugs of beer for $6 and he’s with 8 girls. Me and Phil got ready to go out quicker than usual for some reason.
Big Tom was not lying and it ended up being was a great night of dancing (trying), drinking and playing twister in a club called Empire which was a bit random. Silly o’clock in the morning I got a cab with a couple of the girls that Big Tom started the night with. They said they live in Bondi so the cab fair would work out cheaper. I woke up in a random house next to one of the girls. Where the hell was I, who the hell is that and how am I going to get back to the hostel? The beauty of alcohol! After trying to speak some sort of sense, I tried to remember the given directions and off I went. A lot easier than I thought to get back to Bondi beach which was good because the sun definitely had his hat on and I was very hung over. Watching the surfers was very therapeutic and the fresh Tasman breeze sorted my hang over out.
Saturday 16 May 2009
20/02/09
I met up with Elodie today and went surfing at Tamarama Beach. Elodie is from a town near Biarritz in France and is a keen body boarder. The waves were pretty big (about 6ft which is big in my beginners eyes) and being hung over didn’t help. I was absolutely buggered once I had got through the break and waited about for the waves. They were about 10 to 20 other surfers out and the sun was beaming down. I caught a couple of waves but got wiped out on all of them. Practice makes perfect. On my way back to out, I tried to dip under a massive waves but I didn’t go down far enough so it crashed on me pushing and rolling me underwater. I started to swim which I thought was upwards (lucky it was) and thought I was near the surface but it took another 3 or 4 breast strokes before I got there. Its not a good idea to go surfing with a hang over. Especially with strong currents and big waves!
I got out of the water after that and cooked myself up in the sun. Elodie was a lot better at body boarding than I was at surfing so she stayed out a little longer.
Fabrizio, an Italian who stays in the same room as me got a job on an olive grove in Perth. He leaves in 2 days so tonight he’s having a good bye BBQ on Bronte Beach. He said just to bring beer so that’s what I did.
Massive steaks and loads of Italian salads were on the menu and it was pretty much all you can eat so of course I had a good time. There were loads of other Italians and some Germans too. We all went and chilled in the sand after we’d finished with the BBQ and had a Dutch guy playing well know rock, reggae and blues songs on an acoustic guitar which was very relaxing with the Tasman Sea breeze. Lovely Jubbly.
I got out of the water after that and cooked myself up in the sun. Elodie was a lot better at body boarding than I was at surfing so she stayed out a little longer.
Fabrizio, an Italian who stays in the same room as me got a job on an olive grove in Perth. He leaves in 2 days so tonight he’s having a good bye BBQ on Bronte Beach. He said just to bring beer so that’s what I did.
Massive steaks and loads of Italian salads were on the menu and it was pretty much all you can eat so of course I had a good time. There were loads of other Italians and some Germans too. We all went and chilled in the sand after we’d finished with the BBQ and had a Dutch guy playing well know rock, reggae and blues songs on an acoustic guitar which was very relaxing with the Tasman Sea breeze. Lovely Jubbly.
18/02/09
So today was my first surfing day. It was a lot harder than I thought. I surfed a little years ago and can snowboard and skateboard so thought I’d pick it up quite quickly. The waves were fairly big so the hardest part was getting out beyond the break. Very tiring indeed! I caught a wave but could only get up onto my knees. Slowly but surely.
On the way back from Bondi Junction, me and Phil get on the bus. “Hello mate” says Phil. Daragh was on the bus too and I didn’t recognise him even though he was wearing an ultra violet construction worker t-shirt which made us laugh.
On the way back from Bondi Junction, me and Phil get on the bus. “Hello mate” says Phil. Daragh was on the bus too and I didn’t recognise him even though he was wearing an ultra violet construction worker t-shirt which made us laugh.
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