When you left me I was in Mildura.....the hell hole on earth....not Mildura as such but the hostel
Anyhow.....we worked in the dreaded garlic factory for 1 whole month.....dear lord Estee Lauder...then we decided that we had had enough....they were sucking every bit of money out of us that they could (bus every day we went to work $6)....and with the lack of funding that we was experiencing at the time (and to be honest....still are)....we couldn't afford to stay there.....plus the fact that we hated the jobs so much that we was actively trying to get fired in the end I think...
Anyhow.....we spoke to our room mate and she set us up with this guy in a place called Swan Hill....we had to arrive on boxing day though....thats ok we thought, we can get an early train there and maybe start work that day.....it all sounded perfect....
Anyhow....we decided we would go our for a meal for Christmas Dinner once we had sorted everything out, and so thats what we did...we went to the local working mans club for a dinner thing (even though we was hardly looking forward to it).....it was strange....the first course was prawns or lamb....naturally we thought we had a choice.....not so....we had both on one table and we had to swap if we didn't like it.......problem was neither of us really like prawns....strike 1
Anyhow....the main course come up....1 slice of lamb, 1 slice of turkey, 1 slice of beef, 1 potatoe, some green beans wrapped in bacon and a slice of lovely looking pumpkin....(???)
WHERES THE STUFFING? WHERES THE YORKSHIRE PUD? WHERE IS OUR DINNER?
Needless to say it wasn't hiding underneath the pumpkin....so we did what we could with the food and ate it....blessing our lucky stars that we didn't have any ominous looking prawns floating in our gravy.....
We finished our lovely meal in all of 5 minutes and then had to wait for the dessert....during which time Laura said...
"You know what would make this day better.....if you proposed"
Funnily enough before we had left the hostel I had put the ring in a Christmas cracker....but during the course of the meal changed my mind and took it out again.....so I indicated to the cracker and she figured I was joking.....she pulled it with me and while she was pre-occupied with reading the joke etc I took the ring out of my pocket and went down on one knee.....she looked at me and burst into tears............nice
I asked her if she would marry me and she said.........yes......woop!!!!
The waitress was walking past at the time and went to the bar to get glasses of their cheapest Champagne that she could find then a friendly person come over and took a nice picture of us.....then a barrage of waitresses come over to ask if they could see the ring......which was nice....it seemed to us that when you ask somebody to marry you verybody suddenly becomes very nice....Laura mentioned that we should get engaged more often....
We went back to the hostel after a less than satisfying meal (but a fun one all the same)....then we found ourselves sitting on a bench drinking wine and strongbow and having fun with our room mates (one of which was already very drunk)......it was a good day in the end....but totally not Christmas without lashings of food and family
We woke up at 3am in the morning and got ready, we got all of our bags together in the dark and we made our way out to the front after saying goodbye to all of our room mates (all but the one who was passed out unconscious)......we made our way to the front and got in the taxi.....which happened to be a 12 seater van thing.....but to be honest we needed it for the amount of stuff we have.....we went down to Westpac and withdrew the money for the first weeks rent at this new place and we started for the station once more......then Laura let out a muffled shriek.....she had left her necklace on the bedpost......so we had to go all the way back for it......it was all ok and she got her necklace back.....then we went to the station to get the bus to Swan Hill.......it left at 4:15am and we arrived into Swan Hill at about 7am.....we got a phone call and was told that we would not be picked up until 10am.....not too bad.....we was expecting 12/1
We got picked up at 10am and was driven around the corner to the local shopping centre.....they wanted to go shopping......good start......we met up again at 12:30.....a whole 5 and a half hours after we arrived....nice
We got driven there and it turned out to be a hole in the ground in the middle of nowhere........and we was staying in a caravan........and the roof was falling in........also the caravan park had no phone network coverage and no internt either......not even a pay phone to be seen........Laura was not best impressed......after a tearful talk she told me she didn't want to stay here....and to be honest I didn't want to either......after working out that we wouldn't be able to get a refund in normal circumstances for the week that we had already paid for......I did some quick thinking and got my acting skills out of the box they have been lying dormant in for years.....
I walked into the office nearly in tears (I know....amazing acting).....and told them that Laura had just got a phone call from her aunt in Sydney....and she told us that her uncle had had a heart attack and had been rushed into hospital....this had obviously very upset Laura.....but the problem was the only money we had was the money we had given for rent.......the nice people said we could have a full refund.....so I was very pleased about that......problem was there was no other busses out of Swan Hill that day.....so we had to stay for the night.....no problem....or so we thought...
There was a storm that night.....and the caravan rocked as if it was on the sea....the wind blew so strong we thought the roof was going to cave in......and the rain was so hard surely everything would be soaked when we woke up.....needless to say the caravan held (though for how much longer we will never know)....
We woke up bright and early and packed everything together.....we got our full refund and got out of there as quickly as we could do......we ended up at Swan Hill station with all of our bags.....and nowhere to go.....but thats the fun of adventure isn't it?
We ended up calling a very friendly sounding hostel in a place called Echuca.......we found out how much it would cost to get there ($13 each) and we decided to throw caution to the wind and go......we had to wait until 5 but we was well used to waiting at Swan Hill station after the day before......then I spoke to the station master and he said you can get on this train that leaves at 1:15 and be there by 3:20......bonus!!!!
We left and jumped on the train for one stop then we had to get a bus for the rest of the journey.....it was fun and they put a movie on for us so it was nice and relaxing.....we ended up in Echuca and had the owner (a friendly woman named Melissa) come to pick us up from the station....we liked the hostel right away.....we knew we had fallen on our feet here.
A few days later we was offered a job picking apricots (which we did and enjoyed somewhat).....it invilved climbing trees and picking the fruit on big ladders (very tall ladders that Laura found daunting).....after the work finished on New Years Eve we rushed back to the hostel and got ready to leave for the night......we had found out the day before that we could get to Melbourne for FREE!!!! if we arrived after 6pm.......so thats what we did......we spent a lovely night in Melbourne and watched the fireworks at midnight and we had a couple of drinks in a restaurant too which was lovely.......then we had to sleep in Melbourne station because we had no other place to stay....which was interesting....
We got our train the next morning and arrived back in Echuca on New Years Day....it was all very nice to be doing something other than sitting around the hostel not being able to drink (tis a dry hostel you see).......about a week after that we was offered a job working in a Tomato Packing Factory......we accepted and we started work.......7 days a week (average 8 hours a day).....all on our feet......as you can imagine by the time the day was over we was slightly tired.....we was threatened with being fired if we didn't speed up.....so we did :)........and then a week later Laura felt very ill so we had to come back to the hostel.....later on when she felt a bit better I got a phone call from Helen (our agent).....who told us that they didn't want us back........so basically we was fired for Laura being ill.......ho hum their loss....
And now we have 7 weeks left before we come home....which is all good and we are excited about it......the next big thing to plan for is my mums 50th, then Lauras 21st and then University.....AHHHH!!!!
But for now the travel blog continues.....I shall update soon
Lots of Love
Paul xxxx