Jaysus, will some of ye quit pressuring me to update my blog. Those ones without Facebook, who only use emails - you know who you are ;) I mean, I'm so busy working and living the life of Riley right now, I have no time for plebians.
Ok, so no doubt some of you know that I'm now in a millionaires house. Everytime I say this, I feel like jumping up and down and screeching at the top of my voice, but, I'm actually in a plush house (dawhling). Others are probably goin..yeah, yeah Mary, full of shite as per usual. Well, I shit you not - I will send you a youtube link that the owner sent me.
Of course, when I received it both myself and Auds near fell off the chair in excitement. Gone where the sheds of before, down with that sort of thing (from Father Ted, for those of you that are clueless), this time I bagged the millionaire. Well, not quite bagged it, but hit lucky with the HelpX once again and the god of millionaires shone down on us, because to be quite honest, I think it was time to meet/stay with one as we've met so many before!
But before I piss you all off, as I always do, I'll quickly fill you in on where I have been up to now. Obviously on my last 'Junior' blog (God I miss him already...no longer attached/dangling on my big, pink bag - there's a tag there left with nothingness - a void!! ha,ha) I told you I was in Crescent Head on a surfaris camp and gave you a link. Had a great 2 weeks there and did the usual things from cleaning dorms, preparation of food, sucking of spiders with hoovers, getting bitten loads by mozzies and had two friends in my mattress called Tim and Tom, the two fleas who loved to have a wee bite now and again, before I killed the wee b*stards with lots of fumigation. Effin dogs and cats/sandfleas or whatever - biting insects everywhere.
And the Aussies put up with this on a daily basis -you'd be chattin to em and then they'd say, "Have been bitten loads by fleas in my bedroom" as if it was nothing to them. Horrified I was, until the same happened to me and then you just have to get used to it. Poor Auds, if she keeps getting bitten anymore, will just turn into a large, pus filled cyst and end up hospitalised if she's not careful. The local pharmacy in Crescent Head probably ran out of insect repellent as she's been practically living in a film of DEET for the last while, which unfortunately for her is not quite working. Night-time sees her dressed as an eskimo,with the sweat lashing off her - fear of being bitten once again and covered up just to make sure. Mornings in Crescent Head, were greeted with the workers asking each other how many bites they got the previous night/showing tiny red marks to larger ones all over the body. 4am was my wake-up, sorry scratch-up call. The bites drove me mad with itch at the same time, leaving me scratching and sleep deprived.
I had a great time. Before work I'd maybe go for a cycle down to the beach, then run barefoot in the sand, with the wind whistling in my ears and the water lapping up my legs - you can't feel the heat as much as there's a beautiful sea breeze preventing you from overheating and exploding with the humidity. Met some lovely workers there, played the guitar at night times - teaching each other various chords, spent nigths with a few cold beers sitting in the sun in our wee workers house. Got to go surfing a few times when there were groups at the lodge. It was a pretty chilled place alright. Gave us both a come-down from the madness of Sydney for a wee while.NYE was different - a band out on the lawn with everyone around. I got stuck with a guy who reared chooks (chickens)and he bored the hell out of me. I was informed of the diseases they can catch up to how to aerate the soil - thank God we went to the beach to see in 2012, otherwise a murder may have occurred on the grounds.
But after 2 weeks, my feet started to get itchy so it was time for a wee change. People called that place the 'black hole' as backpackers/workers always stayed for weeks/months on end and always went back. I won't be falling down the black hole - had fun but it was time to uproot for another adventure.
So out came the HelpX and typed in 'Surfers Paradise' and got a response from a lovely lady who was looking for people to help out around her house/garden and help with her 2 year old son, as she has very severe back pain. Emails passed to and fro deciding on the dates to arrive and then when that happened, the last email had a link of their house ($2.2 million) and what we'd be living in. Before I send you the youtube video so you can see for yourself I'll just add a couple of wee things. The couple are just lovely and originally from the UK and own their own business in the beauty industry, their wee son is just adorable and the area they live in is beautiful. Pool outside, sauna inside, their own jetty with a 30ft boat, which we'll be cruising on Sunday, have our private en-suite bedroom...the lot!! So life has been hard the last few days - (not) - what a way to spend my birthday. In Queensland now and the weather resembles that of a fan-assisted oven and my feet sometimes feel as though they have elephantitis, as they keep swelling as it's so warm and humid.
Alright plebians, I must go now - heading off in the Jaguar later into a nice area of town for a few post-birthday drinks. Within 6 hours of meeting us and chatting away, they've loved the craic. This HelpX is some life - you could never do this just backpacking - so much variation to everything. Ok, tally-ho peeps, must go now, things to do!
Here is the youtube link I was sent for all you Doubting Thomas' out there. They were trying to sell their house and sortof made up their own video. The house is still up for sale, but this where you'll find our abode for the next week or so.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_UmATKo9Cjg
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