Working 9 'til 5
Trip Start Jan 15, 2006
23Trip End Aug 06, 2006
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I've been in Fremantle for about 6 weeks now, and haven't done that much. With my newfound "wealth" I am planning on doing a 2-day tour down to Margaret River, which is famous for wine. I haven't even made it to Rottnest Island, which apparently was featured on the Amazing Race yesterday. If it's the same one that's playing here, my friends and I missed it. I should have heard about it though, since they stayed at the hostel that is owned by the owner here
Anyway, I have managed to do some non-work related things. I went to the Pinnacles and sand dunes near Lancelin with Ashley, as our last day trip together. The Pinnacles are really weird, and follow some geologic process that I won't bore you with (and that I don't understand). They are very eerie, it almost looks like a massive graveyard. Sandboarding was lots of fun, but unlike snowboarding, where they have established chair lifts, you had to climb back up to go down the hill of sand one more time. I did it 4 times, then got exhausted. I would be in very good shape if I did that more often.
Ashley abandoned me on Monday, but luckily I had been kept entertained by new and old friends at the hostel. Tuesday was Anzac Day, which is Australia and New Zealand Air Command Day (or something like that) where the whole country gets the day off. The morning at work was very busy because all the sailors in the parade wanted coffee. But we shut down early, and I came back to the hostel, plans having been made for me by my new friends, Fiona and Keri. My "old" friend Greig (we've known each other for about 6 weeks) entertained us by making a paper hat to look like Napoleon's to give to Alex, our night manager, who has his arm in a sling due to a rugby injury, and apparently that's the pose Napoleon had in all of his pictures.
Since Ashley has left, our room has been taken over by Canadians. I love it. Keri and Fiona are the only 2 non-Canadians in our 6-person dorm. After being surrounded by Brits (or POHMs, as they are affectionately known to Aussies - Prisoners of Her Magesty) it's nice to be surrounded by my people.
Oh, and last week I got my ears pierced. It hurt.