Bonjour.

So working in a field, in the rain, in shorts and a pair of wrecked trainers, picking peppers is not fun. In fact it is terrible. It is so gay. People are saying, "oh but its good to earn money, and you are finished by 2pm....." FU(K off. My back is buggered, my hands are constantly dirty, my legs and arse are sore and numb. It isnt worth it. Neil reckons it will get better. Cant actually see how. More torture and mind numbing does not get to a bearable level of acceptance.

So as you can tell im not that happy. Bundaberg is utter shit. Nothing to see or do. Went to the tourist info, all it had were brochures for other places. Whats all that about????? If it wasnt for Colin needing the cash desperatelly, i would be straight outta here and back to the beach. Hope Iain can give some hope of work up the road.

Rant over. Not much to report. It is going to be a long 2 1/2 weeks, especially as we leave Australia in about 12 weeks, of which two are with my folks and Wendy in October. So actually taking away today, i reckon its 69 (er) days to see the whole Queensland coast, scuba dive, jump outta plane, swim with sharks, nail the surfing and generally dick about. Too much to do, and not long to do it.

I better go im depressing myself, and i might need to rant. Again. Its not all fun and games.

Peace, Dav x