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Melbourne vol 6: shenanigans

We celebrated Valentines day on Friday with self-made delicious burgers, ice-wine, an “Unwell Bunny” street-art gallery exhibition opening, a concert in Hi-Fi lounge and a lot of random new acquaintances.

Melbourne vol 5

.. St. Kilda festival weekend!

Melbourne vol 4

.. about Superbowl, parades, movies and concerts

Melbourne vol 3

.. a lovely long weekend.

Melbourne vol 2

.. about lazy bosses, chaotic city and never ending job searches.

Melbourne vol 1

First impressions

Great Ocean Road to Melbourne

Hello Melbourne!! What an elegant, vibrant, great city - was the first impression. Or, almost the first. The absolute first was: WTF weather????

Thought of the day..

I was talking to a friend of mine from Europe. Something he said: that it is weird I'm in a land down under, where everything, even the seasons are opposite. He made it sound like it is weird or wrong. Is it tho? Here, when the year ends, the school-year ends as well, the summer brings a vacation with Christmas and a beginning of the new year. Everywhere else the school-year ends randomly somewhere in the middle of the year.

Across the Nullabor to Adelaide!

After actually crossing the Nullarbor I will admit that hitchhiking would have not been the brightest idea.  Luckily in the end we did listen to people who forbade us to hitch, and decided to go for the car share. Crossed it with two germans Max and Björn.  Nullarbor (aboriginal word for no trees) plain is a deserted, almost treeless area about 1100 km long. In total our journey from Esperance to Adelaide was about 2200k long. I was excited in the start for some unknown reason, the excitement lasted for about 20 minutes. We missed the rest area/campsite on the first night and had to stop on a random smaller rest stop in the middle of nowhere. Only thing near us was a trash bin. And we were still tenting, without a proper mattress, while the ground was as aggressive as possible and the wind freezing cold. Cooked some rice and chicken with the boys. Portable gas cooker is an awesome invention, even with our wind 70m/s (I am exaggerating a bit), it worked. Were awoken at night b...

ON THE ROAD

Capel - Bridgetown - Manjimup - Walpole - Denmark - Albany -  Ravensthorp - Esperance

Tutunup diaries vol 12: end of chapter 1

Finished working and leaving Capel tomorrow. Time to head south. Clair helped us organize our route a bit, we literally didn't have any exact plans until just now. First Albany, then Esperance and theennn a looonnnggg deserted way to cross the Nullarbor Plain. The route in total will be more than 3000 km!

Tutunup diaries vol 11: so this is Christmas

10 days too early but who cares, there is no snow nor cold what usually reminds me it's actually christmas (not that I'd miss it), so it might as well be now. Today we celebrated like it is customary to celebrate in OZ and loved every minute of it.

Tutunup diaries vol 10

Friday at work went by like a breeze, the miracle new kinda job does! We are now trimming the grape bunches, positioning and cutting off the tails. At times, they are like huge puzzles there tangled all together on the bush. That's where I came out with an idea in my head, that it resembles deactivating a bomb, deciding which wires to cut and all. Today I was still sleepy and while untangling a big bundle, dropped my scissors, when picked them up, a proper fountain hit us, they had fallen straight into a tube. (I guess you can call that an explosion in my deactivating theory.) Luckily there's nothing that a bit of tape can't fix. Headed toward inlands on friday late afternoon with Keiu, Bruce and Clair, needed to pick up a pork roast on the way from their friends place, somehow ended up on deserted roads in the forest again, the roads being even worse and we were not in a truck but a regular car. Survived, got the meat and made it to Hillman Farm skydivers about 160 km a...

Tutunup diaries vol 9

When you find yourself dancing salsa with a bush, then it must be a clear sign, you need time off. 

Tutunup diaries vol 8: everything essential is invisible

Friday afternoon headed to Margs again (Margaret River – trying to blend in and use Aussie abbreviations.  Clair went a little earlier with some friends, me and Keiu followed with Bruce a little later. We were one of the last cars who they let pass, as there was an accident on the road and they closed the motorway for hours. Luckily the guy who was trapped in his car, escaped with just a broken leg in the end. Marion and Sarah started driving just a bit later than we did, and were already redirected. Clair and Bruce had rented a house in Margs with their friends. The people varied from ages 21 to 65! We got along so well and had one ultimatefun evening. Everybody had cooked something or brought along food. Sushi, spring rolls, tiny meat-pies, you name it. We delighted others with some Estonian chocolates. (Already got orders what to send to people in packages later.) Karen, Clair, Marion and Sarah The main purpose of the trip was a concert. BRITISH INDIA !!!...