Casino, Swimming pool

Hey! It’s the weekend, the first one. Sue rented a car on Friday to move the big things from the “old” house to the new property but we had only one day. There is still so many things to move and we will do the rest with their car. Yesterday, Saturday, I should stay quiet around but I couldn’t resist and I arranged the garage of the first house during Sue and Keith was away. Surprise! It’s done. Sue feel guilty if we work too much but I don’t mind, I like organise :-)
Today it’s Sunday and this morning I cleaned the terrace this time :-) Now it’s swimming time with Jamie. I’m cycling and he is walking. There is not any other bike for him unfortunately. The problem is : the bloody birds! Between the house and Casino I’ve been pursue by 4 birds! Grr!

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Casino, supermarket, Cocacola power (or not)

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We are with Sue and Keith in a supermarket to buy a bit of food and 6 packs of 24 cans… Wow, that much. I’m writing this post five weeks later and I can tell now that Keith did that only twice. They got used to have twelve wwoofers so that’s why he buys so much cans even if he drinks three cans a day. The first three weeks we drank can often but not now anymore. No, no, no it’s bad, it’s nice to drink it but sometimes, that’s it.

Upper Mongogarie, a walk around the property

Since few days, the Sue and Keith’s daughter is living in the house with her son Sebastien. After work Jamie proposed to walk around and Nicole told us to walk up the hill that we did. But there was not really special thing to see because trees surrounded us all the time. We didn’t see any kangaroo or snake, just a yellow and black spider. Jamie almost walk through the spider web, oups!, we walked up and down during an hour and it was nice. We are hungry now and the dinner should be ready soon, miam :-)

Step, Freshwater > Upper Mongogarie (1700km driving + 314km cycling, 10 days)

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Wwoofing ready! When I was looking for work in Cairns it did not worked out. Apparently they don’t really like French people up there. We have a bad reputation and I’m absolutely not surprised about that. Too many young guys who want just to make parties, get drunk and be noisy. The neighbourhood does not really like this. This is why I’ve decided to hire a car and drive down to Brisbane because the season for the fruit picking has started already and by cycling I would be completely late. At the same time, I tried to find a job which would be paid and part of the 2nd Visa program. I’ve finally found a Wwoofing place which accepted me for that 3 months period, nice!