every man for himself '! Finally a different experience.
Finally a working outdoors.
last 3 months of direct contact with animals of all species.
Bullshit.
My new adventure begins officially on Saturday at 19:45 when John Gardiner and Cherry come to take me to the bus stop in Cunnamulla. From Cunnamulla
lead me to their farm (Garrawin) about 100 km through a small town where I am now called Eulo.
Now there ' been great understanding between us, all the way they spoke very little, especially Mr.John.
Here we are in the midst of a "forest" which they call 'the bush' full of all the most 'classic Australian animals: lizards, kangaroos, Wallaroo, ostriches, cattle ... especially snakes and spiders.
During the weekend seemed to go almost all right: I have a bike on Sunday morning and I could ride a bit 'to 70000 hectares of land, vying with a pair of ostriches.
Unfortunately, the 'gravy' and 'short-lived and the lack of dialogue between us has made things worse.
John and 'a pain in the ass of biblical proportions and can not be explained at all well. Example:
john: "Get that barrel and put it on the truck "
Oscar," which barrel? "
john:" Get that barrel (pointing to 100m away) and put it onto trucks, "Oscar
:" John, there are 3 barrels equal ... Which one? "
john:
loses patience and then fuck you.
All buildings, aside from their home, are fatiscendi and semi-abandoned. The spiders and snakes abound. When John asked me to clean the garage I have even found Redback Spiders 2 and 4 eggs. Luckily I was not so 'idiot to use your hands to clean his filthy garage ... otherwise I would still think that at this hospital.
ignored the fact that in my room made 1 double, bath and shower CARNIVORES was full of insects (flies, Moschino that you stick on him and you also suck the marrow), ignoring the fact that my question "what are the rules of the house" has not received an answer, ignoring the fact that they gave me fed with a dropper ... BUT 'NOT COOK THE SPAGHETTI AL RAGU' AN ITALIAN!
If I could also gloss over Moschini and everything else, Tuesday 'evening me and you' on the alarm at the sight of those hideous spaghetti chock-full of water and some sort of disguised as mozzarella cheese. The most 'down I believe they touched last night when, sitting quietly at the table to taste the sausages with potatoes and pumpkin, John remembers that on television there is' a program that teaches you how to play the stock market then EAT ALL LIVING IN FRONT OF THE TELEVISION.
God only knows how many angels have fallen from the sky in these two days.
But I say, one came from Italy to work, talk with people, exchange ideas and instead is located in front of two people who do not give you something to eat and even talk to you.
Maybe I was too well accustomed to Kallala but here it looks like I have gone too far.
Wednesday 'morning, to make matters worse, we had to get up at 4:30 with a visit in the second seal of the Gardiner Family (other 70,000 acres) to return home at 18.30.
Ok, part of the job ... but 'at least give me something more' than a simple apple for lunch.
Ultimately today, Thursday 14 January, after a sleepless night before because of the thousands of insects that infested my room, I looked into his eyes and I told John, 'John, I give up, fuck you. "
No, not fuck you but I told him 'I've certainly thought about it.
As for work, I thought a lot worse. In the end I enjoyed going in motion, with the tractor and even sheep mustering to do and I think I understand where the term comes fours andro 'hours to explain.
The sheep are always frightened and tend to shut themselves up in every corner, especially when they were all loaded on the truck. To make them go down the walkway and 'need to take a weight, place it in the' tunnel 'and push it. The fact 'that sheep tend to struggle with his hands and then, if possible, keep the head directed forward and push with the pelvis.
Good.
In total I have made 3 days for a total of 40 hours, I ate little and badly, I had to prepare food because 'Mrs. Gardiner is not' able to cook and I had to endure a nearly 80 year old that when he speaks mumbles. Hailed
Cherry, I am made to bring in the town of Eulo by john (not even in these cursed Cunnamulla brought me) that I do about 50 inhabitants. Sparrow 'here two nights and Saturday mornings at 5.30 I will take 'the coach that will take me' to Cunnamulla. I think my next destination will be 'Canberra and I also believe that fall' within the backpackers ... VisitOz goodbye forever.
