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Published: March 23rd 2007
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Damo
He saved the day So after enjoying a relaxing evening the night before, we woke feeling refreshed. Damo and his friend Krista were discussing about how great the Perth zoo was. So it was decided that would be great place to visit. We were not disappointed. The whole place was amazing. Even from an animal point of view. I think the best bit was the crocodile. Which was absolutely huge, I’d say it twice the size of me. We thought it was a model, until it closed its jaw and started to move. I wouldn't want to get in death roll with it. I think it was even sizing us all up through the glass. I also loved the otters as they were all out playing and having fun. Although the whole place was really cool and we really didn't want leave at closing time.
The next day we went back to looking for cars in the paper. As it was a Sunday, Mark (Damo’s housemate) had the day off and offered to drive us to see our potential new motor. The first of two to be seen on this day was a Toyota Landcruiser with big blue roo bars. She started first time
Perth Zoo
Cool Tree Frog without too much smoke, she drove well without too much klunking and banging, she had a little rust but nothing that was really serious just cosmetic. She even came prepared with a bed in the back and the furry seat covers that we had seen down the market a week previous. Wow this one was a real contender. As we still had one more to see we thanked the man and jumped back into the car to hunt out the next Landcruiser. Searching for the next car and following the very dodgy directions from the lady on the other end of the phone (who really didn't know where she lived). The more we drove the more time we had to think about the last one. Finally finding the car we were looking for, all we did was a quick drive-by, with the thought of the last one still in our mind and seeing a Landcruiser from the 1970s with a vomit yellowish brown colour and advertised at $1000 more we didn't even stop to look further and were straight on the phone to the last guy. After a quick haggle on price we settled on $4800. A bargain we feel.
Big Croc
He didn't look very alive till he moved For our new home and trusty steed "Jessie". My first car.
By Tuesday we have managed to get all the money out of our bank accounts. Richie having Recived his cash cards. And we were able to go and pick Jessie up. Yey. We spent the next week or so sorting her out and getting a few bits of camping equipment. Before we decide that it time to get some more money together. So we head in to Perth, to register with every job agency we could find. Alas there seemed to be no work for us rubbish! After a few days of hunting and “we’ll call you.” we did receive a phone call from one company they had a job for one of us the next day making industrial racking as it was described as more of a mans job Richie took that job. Leaving me to continue to hunt. So it was back it perth again the only thing going seems to be telesales. So agree to take the job.
So the following Tuesday I turn up for my training. I.ve got to sell mobile phones to people who already have mobiles, fun. I don’t think
Mere cat
Very Cute so. I quit on the third day. Having made zero sales. So it’s back to the job hunt again. I come across another job agency that we had missed before. Which turns out to have a couple of jobs for both us. Great we have a choice. Cutting roses about half an hour south of perth for four weeks. Or tractor driving an hour north of perth for eight weeks. After a bit of consideration we decided to head north and do the tractor driving, as it would more experience for future jobs. Although the plan had been to head south, it was to good to turn down.
We were put in contact with Drummond (a Zimbabwean / South African and pretty hard to understand on the telephone but a very nice man) who told us that we would have to wait for a day or two as the olive harvest hadn’t yet begun. So we waited at our camp site, living out the back of Jessie (our trusty steed) finding broken things to fix, two days passed and no word from Drummond then three days then four, I began to worry a little as Richie had also finished
Jessie
My first car his with Dexion and we didn’t have any money coming in. not wanting to dig into our English savings. When we phoned Drummond he apologised for the delay but the olive harvest was delayed, but to tide us over he could offer us a place on a chicken farm cleaning out the chickens. Out of our need for money and a change of scenery we accepted the chicken job, as it was just to tide us over until the olive harvest started.
We woke early (well early for us 8am) to drive to Joondalup for our meeting with Drummond who was then going to take us for a medical, but when he turned up he explained to us that we were to have a choice, work with the smelly chickens (Yuck!) or go to work on the olive farm. Well there wasn’t much of a decision in our minds! So it’s off to the olive farm
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