1st day in aussie land, 27 hrs of travel, 48 hrs without sleep and 5 plane meals, we safely arrived to Melbourne on the hottest day of the year so far - 38 degrees (been hotter since). Without any rest, we went on a hunt for a flat and found one after almost passing out on the street, due to exhaustion and over-heating.
Efficiency “a la australienne”, it was easy to open a bank account and move into new home the following day. Allowing ourselves some rest, we headed straight to St Kilda beach where the water is warm, the sand burning hot and the beer very refreshing - few words came to mind: “ah ah ah sucker!”
Took few days off to explore the town and its beautiful areas, including the Royal Botanic Garden, Albert Park and Lake, the whole east corner, the city centre and some of the north. Including some of the weirdest and eclectic bars on earth.
Met up with my old good (tall) friend Suzie for few days while Rob started working on Monday. Having not yet internet at home, I’m using the café on the corner for their free wi-fi while job hunting intensively till the weekend.
Some new things to get used to: the f***ing heat, the 3 mins shower rules and water restriction, the buildings looking completely different next to each other, the insects (been told to use some products to protect the front of the flat and windows against unwanted crawling guests) and finally the traffic
The best bits: Kangaroo steak, orange juices, the space, the green spaces, the tan on my body, the polite and friendly Aussies, sports facilities are so so so amazing (note to myself: got to get fit again), the birds, the colourful flowers, the clean streets… and yes, the Australian beers!
The bad things: uhm.. Let me think… nope.. Can’t think of any!.. Of yes… We still haven’t learnt how to surf properly, but after all, we’ve only been there for 8 days! Rob will have to go first, just in case of potential shark attacks.
Where we live: got a small but nice, modern and clean fully furnished flat (enough kitchenware to open my own restaurant or bakery) - guests will have to bring their mattress to stay in the lounge unfortunately as the sofa is not futon. In a tiny quiet street, at 3 mins walk from East Richmond Station and walking distance from everything, including Olympic centre, city and commercial streets (even got a French patisserie near by). It’s the type of flat called “Californian style” - ground floor of a little complex, with our own private mini court.
G’day mates… and no worries.
Efficiency “a la australienne”, it was easy to open a bank account and move into new home the following day. Allowing ourselves some rest, we headed straight to St Kilda beach where the water is warm, the sand burning hot and the beer very refreshing - few words came to mind: “ah ah ah sucker!”Took few days off to explore the town and its beautiful areas, including the Royal Botanic Garden, Albert Park and Lake, the whole east corner, the city centre and some of the north. Including some of the weirdest and eclectic bars on earth.
Met up with my old good (tall) friend Suzie for few days while Rob started working on Monday. Having not yet internet at home, I’m using the café on the corner for their free wi-fi while job hunting intensively till the weekend.
Some new things to get used to: the f***ing heat, the 3 mins shower rules and water restriction, the buildings looking completely different next to each other, the insects (been told to use some products to protect the front of the flat and windows against unwanted crawling guests) and finally the traffic
The best bits: Kangaroo steak, orange juices, the space, the green spaces, the tan on my body, the polite and friendly Aussies, sports facilities are so so so amazing (note to myself: got to get fit again), the birds, the colourful flowers, the clean streets… and yes, the Australian beers!
The bad things: uhm.. Let me think… nope.. Can’t think of any!.. Of yes… We still haven’t learnt how to surf properly, but after all, we’ve only been there for 8 days! Rob will have to go first, just in case of potential shark attacks.
Where we live: got a small but nice, modern and clean fully furnished flat (enough kitchenware to open my own restaurant or bakery) - guests will have to bring their mattress to stay in the lounge unfortunately as the sofa is not futon. In a tiny quiet street, at 3 mins walk from East Richmond Station and walking distance from everything, including Olympic centre, city and commercial streets (even got a French patisserie near by). It’s the type of flat called “Californian style” - ground floor of a little complex, with our own private mini court.
G’day mates… and no worries.
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