OK Serious moaning finished, enough is enough!

OK just to say sorry that my recent entries have been so negative! But I don't know why after 2 months of happy travelling I have to start my blog when things all start to go wrong. Ill health, money trouble and relationship heartache. OK I know that I caused it but it still hurts! So will resume my lighthearted moaning as opposed to my serious moaning :-)

Anyway arrived in Australia 2 days ago (Tuesday). Flew Auckland to Brisbane and had a 3 hour stopover, got tired of the indoors so walked out of the airport and found a small grass mound overlooking the barbed wire fence into the runways. Thought nice place to plonk my arse and chill out and watch the planes taking off/landing. Except the whole mound was teeming with huge poisonous ants (they had illuminous green sacks on them so must have been poisonous, right!). Pah! Thought can't live in a country where you can't even sit down in the grass! And thats not to mention the deadly spiders, snakes etc. Had to go back and wait in the airport so people watched instead and bought a book about a mass suicide attempt that bizarelly cheered me up as it made my life seem better than their rubbish ones.

Then it was a 5 and a half hour flight to Perth, yes it takes 5.5 hours to fly across Australia. Perth is the most isolated city in the world, my new home. My dad and his wife kindly picked me up from the airport very tired and jet lagged. Almost gave my nan a heart attack, she arrived the day before and they kept it a suprise that I was coming. Then slept and slept and slept.

In the morning I went jogging, gotta get fit after a week of eating comfort junk food and drinking too much beer. And in the park I almost jumped out of my skin as I came round the corner and practically ran into a kangeroo, yes a wild kangeroo, how wicked was that. And there was a whole pack/herd - whatever of them round another corner. Safe mate. Then my dad said he'd treat me to a Macdonalds for lunch (almost had a heartattack, he's got money in his wallet, he is a changed man!), I said can we make it a subway as I'm trying to eat healthy, he said too expensive! God he's classy isn't he, some things never change! Anyway sorry I'm taking the piss dad if your reading this, I couldn't help it, I did persuade him to get me a subway anyway, posh I know. After that I bought some black trousers, shirt and tie and did my CV, no rest for the wicked, gotta move quick. Today got myself dolled up and went into town and have been round all the emploment agencies. Most just took my CV and said we'd be in touch (never promising) but one of them told me to come back tomorrow at 8am for computer tests and registration (promising). My dad had lent me some black shoes which were unfortunately 2-3 sizes too big, so I was walking round like a clown, feet flapping on the floor, hmmmm no good. So just had to invest in some new shoes (got cheapest ones for $20, not bad) and also an Aussie mobile phone for the agencies to contact me on.

My new phone number is +61 406114061. I won't be using my New Zealand number anymore, or my UK one for the time being.

Trouble is to get a job I have to invest in all this clothing, phone cards, travel passes, food etc. So I'm getting into debt looking for a job to get me out of debt! Oh well thats life. Hopefully first pay check will be soon. This evening after writing this in the internet cafe (no computer at home yet) I'm gonna go round all the bars to see if there's any jobs going there. Got to keep my finger in as many pies as possible! Also tomorrow got to open a bank and get a national insurance number.

But although Perth is a bit isolated it is a beautiful city, loads of nice beaches, permanent sunshine and friendly people (so far). It is wierd living in a suburb 20km out of town, just realised I've never really lived in a suburb before. Grew up in a small cotswold town nestled in the valleys and full of history and character, then lived in Sheffield and even when living in zone 3-4 of London its still built up and urban feeling. Its wierd, a lovely upmarket suburb and nice although a bit lacking in character, but it feels like I'm living in a movie set. My experience of suburbs like this is all from American films! And last night was playing football with my baby brother (4 years old, ahhhh) and these cockatoo's came screeching down into the tree tops, its all so out of this world! So its all a bit dreamy and strange at the moment.

But saying that its nice to have a goal. Part of my trouble the last few weeks has been that I knew I shouldn't have been travelling and should of been working. Reaslied today my plan was to travel NZ for 2 weeks and get a job, hmmmm, I didn't stick to this, travelled NZ for 2 months, spent all my money and got into debt. So its now nice to be correcting this, on a mission, sorting things out and with a goal to get a job ASAP. When I need to do something then I'm very committed to get it done, blimey it sounds like I'm writing my CV now.

OK gotta go, things to do, people to see, cheerio.