Wednesday, 28 December 2011

X-mas 2011

it has come and gone and like every year am left a little underwhelmed. It's not like i hate X-mas its just it will never meet the expectations like it did when i was a kid. Sure presents are awesome and the big family dinner is fun but I always get depressed and introspective on the 25th. It was made worse this year because am away from home. None of the usual distractions.

Kylie and I didn't exchange gifts as we just didn't think it was reasonable to spend money on something that wasn't needed or wanted and would only add to the suitcase bulk. We did exchange cards and we watched a X-mas movie, the Santa clause(Tim Allen) and we had a steak dinner for X-mas dinner.

Kylie got loads of presents sent over from home, 4 parcels in all. Parents, grandparents and aunties all sent her stuff. I did get presents from her folks and grand-folks as well, some nice t-shirts, something i was in dear need of after the farm.

My mother did send a card but it's been lost to the service that is postal, fucking royal mail, it may have been the 1st postal service in the world but its by far not the best.

My father gave me us money, THANKS POP!, probably kill me for calling him that. Kylie seemed
surprised, confused and happy when I handed her $50 and said this is from my Da, even tho i told her what he was doing.

Boxing day was fun, we went shopping, spending a few hours wandering round a shopping centre and in the end spent nothing. We then went for a wee sleep when we got back as we where heading for a 3 movie marathon at the cinemas. 3 movies back to back from midnight to 6am. We managed 2 and came home. Sherlock Holmes 2 and the Inbetweeners. Didn't stay for Warrior, got to bed around 4.30.

Then we where up again at 11am and back to the shops for more sales. I did spend money this time. Shorts and t-shirts, what else in this heat. I have my eye on a leatherman or possibly a new knife as the one I have with me is blunt. Not that I plan to do any killing, its just handy to have. My granda taught me that. I also need a new backpack, am thinking manbag which will hold my mounting plethora plethora of stuff which I seem to carry. Granda didn't teach me that.

To round of the holidays we have just came back from dinner at the cactus jack restaurant/bar and tbh it was prob the best steak I've had in at least a year. Can someone tell me what Bearnaise sauce is? it is awesome.

Its back to work for Kylie on Thursday and me on Friday. I'll be on duty for new years eve. Kylie is going out I think and I've told her to be down at the bar at 11.50 or else. I am not ringing in the new year without a snog (french kiss to those not in the know).

This is me wishing all my readers a Happy new year. I hope 2012 is a really good one for you as it's supposedly our last. **cough**bullshit**cough**

Sunday, 18 December 2011

An Irishman walks into a bar

and orders three pints of Guinness and sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.

The bartender approaches and tells him, "You know, a pint goes flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you bought one at a time."

The Irishman replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the other in Australia, and I'm here in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together. So I drinks one for each o' me brothers and one for me self."

The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The Irishman becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way: He orders three pints and drinks them in turn.

One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars take notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss."

The Irishman looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eye and he laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," He explains, "It's just that me wife had us join that Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking. 'Hasn't affected me brothers a bit though.

Well there you have it folks, after six months of assing about as a backpacker I've finally gone and done it.

No, not that bad thing your thinking of. I got a job. Scratch that, I got a paying job. woo!

Hold your applause, it's nothing special, I don't have a title before my name or anything. I got me a job in a....wait for it.....Irish Pub.

I know, i know. How typical, an Irishman in a bar. There are a few jokes in this situation somewhere, I'll leave to you to come up with them am too tired.

I've just completed my 1st week and haven't gotten into the new sleeping pattern yet. I've got bags under my eyes to the point where a punter asked me last nite if I'd been in a fight, but with Redbull as my midnight sidekick I shall persevere.

It's a pretty cool place, it has a main bar, a nightclub, pokie room, cocktail bar and a function/pool room upstairs. The majority of people working in the place are foreigners, by that I mean Irish, Kiwi, Samoan, dutch, french etc etc about 10% are Aussie.

It's been a while since I was behind a bar but it's like riding a bicycle, you never forget....kinda.

Last nite was Kylies X-mas work party which I was supposed to go to but I got this job and couldn't exactly ask for my 1st Saturday nite off. So I missed out on bowling and dinner, but Kylie the wee dear came down to see me at work, cheered me right up. She of course stayed for a few drinks...

I've been told that generally Australian culture is NOT to tip, but that doesn't stop the kind folks of Townsville, I managed $25 last nite. What's more I can earn twice as much in a bar than I ever could as a Butcher back home, screw you U.K ya cheap bastards.

I've just done the washing, Kylie is sleeping off a hangover and I wanna go to the cinema. Lets hope she wakes up in time, I really wanna see Mission Impossible IV.

rito, see you all later.

Tuesday, 6 December 2011

Am going to Australia Mum, why the heck would I need a coat?

Rain. Heavy rain and me without a coat packed but I came up with a solution. Steal Kylies. =)

Yes, I did wear this to the shops and no, it wasn't completely waterproof but heck it did the job till I bought a Poncho, which is essentially the coolest bit of clothing ever.

Phone camera, so excuse the quality. Those white dots are actually pretty little flowers.

X-mas card written, waiting to be sent. I'm sure it wont turn out to be like the post cards I bought in June, filled out in June and found in my suitcase today. I could still send them if it wasn't for the fact that they reference things that happened 6 months ago. I guess I could try to claim that the Aussie post is a tad slow.

In my travels amongst t'interwebs, I've discovered a cool site that can stitch photos together into panoramas, of course the pictures have to be of the same landscape/subject and taken in a steady horizontal motion.

I know you can get applications that do this as well but this site allows you to stitch them together, upload them to their servers and then lets you tag them on google maps so they are searchable to others.

My phone used to do this until I upgraded the version of Andriod from Froyo to Gingerbread and for some stupid reason they took that function away.

So if you want to see what I've snapped so far go to this site. I think this is an excellent idea and hope to get a full album going. I'll try and get some more interesting subjects for future panoramas. am to lazy to do the Href thingy.

Oh, and yes. I did manage to get up at 8.30 today. Didn't do much but I got up at least. Same tomorrow as well, gotta clean the hostel.

Cheerio for now. Have you noticed that my blog output coincides directly to my boredom level.

I'll leave you with one last thing to watch. Now am not the biggest fan of Star Wars but I like enough to find this hilarious. Enjoy.

Sunday, 4 December 2011

Sleep n' stuff

The last few days have been a big change to what I've been used to for the last 10 weeks.

I've slept in friday, saturday and sunday and it's been fantastic. I am aware that it's all to easy to fall into a familiar trap of staying up late and sleeping in, so i got to keep it in check.

Been back on the old job hunt again, online applications, dropping resumes into business and basically prowloing all the shops in the hope they have a staff wanted sign in the windows.

Of course there's the networking thing, I've gotten a number from a german to do some mango picking which I was supposed to phone tonite but slipped my mind. Oh, well will have to do till tomorrow.

I've also been drafted for some cleaning work in the hostel, this'll pay for my accomadation until I can find payed work.

Theres also a possiblity that the Craig, the guy I did the 10 weeks free woofing work for is gonna go for a holiday with his kids just before x-mas and I think he wants me to house sit for him.

SO lots of potential things happening.

Whatever happens with the work front I have to keep the 17th/18th free as it is Kylies work X-mas party and am her plus one. She of course will be buying a new outfit, where as I will not. No point splashing out on a new shirt and jeans for one nite when it'll prob not get worn again for ages and besides I have a perfectly good dress shirt and jeans with me. It'll just add to my already bulky suitcase as well.

Speaking of which, when I arrived it was a cosy 23kg and now 6 months later am guessing it has risen to about 33kg. Sure I've had a few t-shirts sent over form home and I've bought a few pairs of shorts but hell not in the manner of 10kg. Maybe a dead wallaby is in there. Will have to be investigated and trimmed down for future travelling. It's just not manageable.

Right, I'm off to bed, aiming to get up for 8.30 tomorrow.

Friday, 2 December 2011

Am a big boy now!

So am three days late but happy 1st birthday to me, as a blogger.

I 1st had the idea to start a blog a few months before I actually did, then Kylie ups and starts one. Coincidence? Yes, but it gave me the we nudge to open mine.

It started off fairly weirdly to be honest, I really had no clue what to write. Then as I started to write more and read more blogs I essentially got the jist of what to do.

The 1st blog that I followed was by a nice lady called Mynx, 2 reasons for this was that she was very honest and funny and secondly she was Australian and with my plans, it gave me a little insight into the workings of an Aussie's mind.

From her blog I was introduced to a few others who I follow now, I have done a guest post for her and received one in turn. I have even got my sister into the act as well, she guested for my 50th post and has since started her own blog.

I guess in a way this whole blogosphere is like a little community. You have friends, you listen to there ups and downs, leave a comment if you think you can be helpful, you look at their holiday snaps, critic their artwork or just read silently and agree that life is the same where ever you are in the world.

I've learned lots from reading blogs, had a lot of laughs and been sorrowed by others and I hope this continues for years to come. I may not always write a blog but I have a feeling that I will always read them.

For now I will continue to update you with my travel experiences and every so often throw in a weird one for good measure, after all I have to live up to the title of blog.

This is me when I was one year old. 80's decor is awesome!