So, we're still in the sleepy town of Mildura, right on the border of New South Wales and Victoria. We've got a new job now working with a nice Citrus farmer called Steve, and his two labs, Indie and Bella. Our other job steadily got worse and worse as the days went on. In our last week there, we each earned a whopping 33 pounds sterling. Not very good considering that was after 6 days work, and that our rent alone is double that. So we now pick oranges when the weather is right. The oranges must be at least 9 [View Full Entry]

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Woohooo we have a new job! After coming back from work exhausted and still skint, the hostel owner finally found us a better job. We've joined 5 other folk picking oranges just up the road for a lovely Aussie farmer, Steve. (he also likes motorbikes, what a coincidence) Our first day I was up and full of porridge for our 8.15 depart from the hostel in the little minivan. On arrival at work, our team, now known as Team Scotland by everyone else was given a tractor with the empty bins and drove out to a wee area of grape vines, [View Full Entry]

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Sunny, Warm Mildura At least, that was what I was promised. Every second person, pretty much: "Oh, you'll like it up there, it's warm." And every other person was, of course, "You have to go to Stefano's" Who's Stefano? Turns out he's the guy that does "Gondola on the Murray." Now, if you'd've said that, instead of: "You know, that TV Chef on the ABC.", I'd've gone. "Oh, ok.", instead of giving you a completely blank stare. "Stefano is Jamie Oliver?" I went to a Stefano owned cafe. Called "27 Deakin" There is a sign next to the entrance of the [View Full Entry]

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