So despite being in the middle of nowhere, we never run out of things to do. I've been doing a bit of work at on some passion fruit at a nearby farm, (and got to ride a horse and pretend to be a cowboy), we've been fixing up flynet in the van so we can sleepwith the doors open and not get eaten by bugs, and theres always our sporadic fitness regime to continue when we cant think of anything better to do. Also, jumping off dead trees into a nearby dam.
Wallaby Creek Festival happened last weekend, and we went along for Baba's birthday - there were some awesome bands (The Hillbilly Goats, Lily and King) and a ton of mental hippies. Awseome day.
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| The Hillbilly Goats! My new fave band with Goats in the name. |
Work continues at the roadhouse. Temperature is in the mid 30s, I still have yet to develop a tan. I have, however, killed my first marsupial with the aid of my trusty van. The worst part of the scenario wasnt the awful crunching sound, but the ear splitting, morbid celebratory cheering from a number of drunken idiots that I was less-than-legally driving back from the pub in our 3 seater van.
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