Ok so the Cooktown thing was great fun! I got to drive a quad bike and a tractor and learned to change a trailer wheel. I also saw tarantulas and lizards and ate passion fruit and oranges picked straight off a tree! I learned to plant pineapples too and got to eat home made ice cream and butter and bread all of which were yummy! Other goings on were were also cool but less novel, like feeding the pig and chickens and setting up a egg incubator which seemed to be perpetually sulking because the humidity wasn't right, I think the guy needs a new one!
But Jess, you said you would be away a month and this is not a month from your last post I hear you say! No, true...well the guy I was doing the farm work for was also an electrician working for the council and got called away to fix something-or-other! He was going to be a week in which time I would have had no work so I was given the option to leave, which I did.
Now I am back in Cairns! It looks like, to get work, my best bet is to fly back to Sydney. I have been in contact with a marketing company who said they will interview me for sales work whenever I make my way back there (they are always hiring apparently).
I will go back if nothing turns up here soon, but a friend from university gets to Cairns in just over a week so I really want to find a way to stay here and see him. I am thinking of doing some short term wwoofing because I cant afford to hang around for a week if I have to pay my way for food and accommodation! I tried to visit one place today and there was nobody in. The phone of a second place is always engaged, but I have somewhere else I will try this evening (fingers crossed)!
Tomorrow I have to go back to the doctors at stupidly-early-o-clock, because, as I mentioned in an earlier post, I need a doctors note to say I can dive. I went today, but the doctor I saw seemed unsure about passing me, he wants to chat some things over with the company or something and was a little confused over some aspects of my medical history (I got confused about the specifics because he had a very very thick Indian accent). All I know is there is another doctor who knows more about the dive certificate I need that I can see tomorrow! The receptionist didn't seem to think that this second doctor will have a problem passing me so that's good. I hope he doesn't anyway because either way I owe the practice $60 for testing me. I miss the NHS!
Hopefully, everything will work out, I will find a woofing place and get to do my diving and such with my friend before I head back to Sydney! watch this space!