It's a hard knock life

Trip Start Aug 26, 2009
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Trip End Jun 09, 2010


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Flag of Australia  , New South Wales,
Wednesday, October 7, 2009

I've now been in Sydney since Friday and I feel like the (travelling) holiday is over.

Despite having mixed feelings for New Zealand I now feel nostalgic for my time spend there.

I don't think I really understood how hard finding work in a city I know nothing about would be.

Since I last updated the blog I have left Queenstown, travelled north in New Zealand to Christchurch (where it rained and nothing else much happened) and then north again to Piaha and Cape Reinga, and then on to Sydney.

I thought it was quite fitting that the last place I visited in New Zealand was Cape Reinga, as this is the most northernly point in the country and is where the Tasman Sea meets the Pacific Ocean. The Maori believe their deceased loved ones leave the material world here and go on to the spiritual realm. So visiting there last felt like a natural goodbye to the country.

After visiting the north of New Zealand I then spent one last night in Auckland before flying to Sydney.

As soon as I landed I immediately fell for Australia. This was despite the fact it was raining and COLD. I'm telling you those television adverts back home for Australia (where the bl**dy h*ll are you?) are extremely misleading. I've been here 5 days and have so far to see a clear blue sky, a beach or a kangaroo. I would feel short changed, yet, I don't know why, but Australia interests me far more than New Zealand already. The country has attitude, it's the big fish in the small Australasian pond. 

Yet despite taking to the country immediately, the process of attempting to carve a life in a strange place is proving harder than I realised.

When I arrived on Friday it suddenly sunk in that despite being in a city of four million inhabitants, I was very much alone in a foreign country and knew no one.

So, in a bid to make friends I contact everyone I knew in Sydney (which amounted to about 5 people).

And it was because of this, that on my third day in the country I ended up selling 167 ponchos to festival goers - despite the lack of rain.

Basically, one of the five people I contacted was Heather's good friend Kirsty, who has been a godsend to me since I arrived. She has been working here on and off for the last 10 months, and after a night out on Saturday she contacted me asking if I fancied selling rain coats outside the Park Life festival, taking place in Sydney on Sunday. Keen to make money as soon as possible I agreed, and so me, Kirsty and another guy headed out to a suburb of Sydney to sell the ponchos. Being extremely competitive I was determined to sell more than the others, and much to my delight I succeed by about 30 rain jackets. The day also proved extremely lucrative as we were paid by the poncho.

However, since then I have discovered just how hard it is to find work in the city. It's just so difficult to work your way through the mine-field of things you need to do. Today I spent the whole day opening a bank account and setting up an Australian mobile phone. It reminds me of learning shorthand, all the information is there in front of you but you can't quite grasp it fast enough and it's so frustrating having to decipher what do to next.

Not having a plan is also proving hard for me, as I usually always know what I'm doing. But I guess I just need to take every day as it comes and see what happens. It's all a learning curve if nothing else. I'm not sure where in the country I will end up working, or what I will be doing. But I guess that's all part of the fun!
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