Random Acts of Radio

Trip Start Sep 09, 2008
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Trip End Apr 2009


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Alva beach caravan park

Flag of Australia  , Queensland,
Monday, September 22, 2008

We arrived in Ayr today, the town we chose back in our planning days in which we would hopefully find some work and settle in for a longer stay. So we're feeling pretty happy that we've arrived here.
 
It was a relatively short drive from Cape Hillsborough - 3hrs-ish - but nevertheless an exhausting day. It was the first time we had to pack up camp and then set it all back up again in the same day. Just the tent alone is quite the workout - especially in this rather warm weather. We are both dripping with sweat and completely red-faced by the time it's done. Especially this morning. The site at Cape H. was all dirt on the ground which made folding up the tent a bitch of a task. And, in turn, a lot of the dirt ended up sticking to our sweat soaked skin, making us a very filthy pair.
 
The drive was rather dull unfortunately. The selection of radio stations was slim to none, and then our MP3 died on top of it. The dried up plains of pasture intermingled with the never-ending crops of sugar cane were no longer enough to keep me entertained at which point Dave started up a riveting game of "I Spy." That was fairly short-lived however, brought to it's end by Dave's complete mind boggled-ness that where I'm from, we "spy" things according to colour, of all things - as opposed to the Aussie version which uses the first letter of the object in question!! It's unthinkable! Thus ended "I Spy."
 
Not too long after the demise of our game, we were saved by a radio station... little did we know it would be the most RANDOM radio station EVER. When it tuned in, the song was Ignition remix, by R. Kelly and a good happy sing-along ensued (Can I get a toot-toot!!! Lemme hear that beep-beep!... it's profound lyricism at its best! I know Aggie will agree with me on this one!). From there it went to a Sinatra-like ditty - a bit of switch but not un-enjoyable by any stretch. And then came Dolly Parton; quite possibly her worst song ever, no less. At this point we search for other stations, but to our dismay, nothing. Our only option: 97.1 SWEET FM, a.k.a random radio. Next on the playlist came something reminiscent of the Beach boys but it was no Surfin USA. Finally the piece de resistance was an instrumental tune - elevator music style - the instrument being an accordion I think. Needless to say, it was painful.
 
Thankfully, it was in the midst of the accordion serenade that we arrived in Ayr and were able to divert our attention. I suppose we could have turned the radio off, but it was almost addictive, wanting to know what they might possibly play next on 97.1 SWEET FM.
 
Anyway, we are settled into our new home quite nicely at the Alva Beach caravan park. It's pretty nice - hedges of hibiscus and towering palms provide privacy as well as shady relief from the hot sun. The amenities are sparkling clean which pleases me enormously, and they have a very nice pool. Dave and I have gotten in to the habit of doing a few laps every evening... it's quite refreshing!
 
Tomorrow begins our job search... Boo. There are a few job agencies in town so that's a good sign that we came to the right place (we hope). If we can find something within a reasonable distance from the caravan park I think we will be quite happy to stay here :)
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