Too much days off

After one week we started to have too much days off, really.

Maybe some of you will say “but then you had time to relax, take a swim in the swimming pool or play pool with your new friend from Sweden, your travel buddy”.

Well we played pool, a lot (but never enough), but the problem was that without working we couldn’t make money, we were spending more than earning so relax was not a good thing for us!

Sometimes we went to the beach, sometimes we just chilled all day at the pool or on the sofa playing videogames or reading, was quite boring actually (but never as boring as when we were without a job in Gundy).

At least we had time to keep writing our diary; we all have a diary where we wrote everything about our adventure, everything (…almost)! We started writing when we started working in Goondiwindi, I think that is one of the most precious things from this adventure.

Watermelons and rockmelons in Bowen!

We started working after one or two days, I was picking watermelons while my girlfriend and Eleonora (our friend) were packing rockmelons at the shed. At the first time was quite an hard work ’cause I was not so trained and the watermelons were quite heavy.

This is how we used to pick watermelons:

we used to walk between the plants and every time we found a watermelon (every 10 centimeters!) we took it from the ground, we threw it to the guy who was on our left, the last guy then put on the ground every watermelon making a line, so once we reached the end of the filed we could fill the truck easily ’cause all the watermelons were in the same line.

It could seem easy, and actually it is, the only problem is to do it for six or eight hours per day, then your arms and your back start to not collaborate with you.

I worked on that farm for a few days, when we finished I and other guys at the hostel started to do rockmelons picking in another farm.

Do you remember how was rock picking? Rockmelons picking is the same s. . . hard work!

We had to pick the melons from the ground filling a basket, then took it to a guy on a truck who was putting all the melons from our basket in some bins and then repeat.

After the first day my back was burning, so when I reached my bed it was like be in paradise, I couldn’t move anything, but after a while I was on the field the morning after.

It was quite hard but working with friends is alway better, and there at the hostel we met a guy from Sweden (the guy who is sitting next to me in the photo above) who was so nice and soon it became our travel friend, so it was much better to work with him on the field.

Everything was going quite good, at the moment . . .

Bowen here we are!

Finally we arrived in Bowen and even if it’s really fun to travel by car after two days almost non-stop driving we couldn’t drive any longer!

Bowen it’s a small city, it is nice and quite, with a huge main street and several beaches were you can have a swim and snorkeling trips.

There are many shops and a really important place for a backpacker: macca’s! (if you’re not an Australian, this means McDonald’s, don’t ask why they call it macca’s).

Almost in every single town in Australia there is a macca’s, and it’s important to have one nearby ’cause when you are a backpacker you don’t have money, and if you have money you wanna keep travelling and you need money for this so you don’t have money for a luxurious dinner!

Anyway we were looking for our hostel and finally we found it … 50km far from Bowen in the middle of nowhere in the bushes!

It was a really nice place with a swimming pool, a pool table, a bar, a kitchen, lots of kangaroos and frogs and there we met the first Italian guy in Australia!

The phone over there didn’t work at all, so we had no internet, no calls, nothing but the owner usually used to give us 15 minutes of free wifi so at least I could text my mum that I was still alive. (Sometimes I forgot to text my family because I was busy or my phone wasn’t working and they start to call every person in the world to have news about me so wifi was important to not see my face on an Italian newspaper with the message “Lost in Australia” below my face!).

When we arrived the owner gave us two rooms: one for Eleonora and one for me and my girlfriend (yeah), we had dinner and we started to get in touch with the other guys and with the Italian guy, it was so weird to talk in Italian with someone else, I forgot how to talk in my mother language!

This was our first day here, but the adventure was yet to begin.

Up to Bowen

Our next destination was quite far from Goodiwindi, and when I say “quite far” I mean two long days on the road driving all day!

We looked for a farm job near Gundy, but there wasn’t so much around so the best choice was Bowen, there are many farms over there. To be sure that we would find a job we called some of the farmers who were looking for workers before leave Gundy and finally we found a hostel working where we could have a room and a job. Great!

Before leaving we had the last shower, the last dinner and the last sleep in our real first “home” in Oz (actually we where already out of Gundy but we were still close to it), then the next morning our trip began!

Bye bye goondiwindi

** I know, it’s been a long time since I wrote the last blog post but don’t worry; here I am! **

We worked for four days, after we waited a few days to discover that there wasn’t any job for us, sad but true.

We went camping with our friends and their family (like I said in the last blog post) and it was fantastic: the dam was huge and there was a swimming pool too!

The guy took us in a town quite near the dam to see the waterfalls that were there and it was beautiful! Then we cooked sausages for dinner and we had a good time together.

The next day was the last day for us; we left the dam in the evening, we said goodbye to Gundy, our real first “home” in Australia, first we went to Stantorphe ’cause our french friends told us that there are many farms there, but we didn’t find nothing sowe moved up north to find another farm job.

Our new destination: Bowen.

 

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Our new “car”

In Goondiwindi our car used to be our accommodation, but not this time!

We were tired of sleep into our car, we needed a REAL bed with REAL blankets and REAL pillows.

So what did we do? We booked a room in a hotel during our working period.

Why didn’t we book a room before? Because is quite expensive and we need our money to eat and travel! But this time we didn’t care too much about the money, we knew that job would be only for four or five days so we could afford 3/4 nights in a hotel.

Finally a real sleep!

With a mini-bar too!!!