Today's writer: Shanananananana
So yes, to answer everyone's question, we are still carnies here in Australia and LOVING it. But before we started working, we stayed with our friend Annika and her mom in Newcastle. Pretty sure this was the best place to stay ever (besides of course w/u siddo)...especially after coming from Asia. We did a xmas dinner a few days early to celebrate before we left for Dubbo...pretty much the backpackers and Osborne's. :)
We went to Dubbo(which is in the middle of nowhere) to work Waterworld from Dec 23-Jan28 w/our bff Annika who won't even be reading this. But newho, we spent 5 weeks living in a caravan and can actually say it felt like a nice lil home. Besides of course the fact that it shook every time we walked in the door or when someone rolled over. Oh and how could i forget the old lady that also shared the caravan with us who would mumble to herself and was the thief on the showgrounds. Sure Annika, put her in our caravan. But to make a long story short, i have a whole new appreciation for trailer parks and trailer trash :)
We spent Xmas and New Year's on the showgrounds and yes, felt like true carnies. And since there was really nothing else for us to do in the middle of nowhere with no family, xmas tree, or snow, we did what any normal person would do. We drank. A lil xmas beer pong, some sliding down the inflatables and an aussie bbq made 4 a gr8 day of drinking..
Klemm and I rotated between working the ticket box, showbags and the pool. Some days were busy, and let's just say some days I was actually working the ticket box sleeping with my eyes open. Working the pool was always fun...especially when ur clothes got ruined from the chlorine, kids are flying out of the slides with dislocated shoulders, and the best part....telling the fat kids they're "too old" to go down the slide. It's even better when they say "My sister's the same age..why can she go down the slide?" That's when i fall underneath the water and pretend I can't hear anything.
The ticket box was always fun too. Especially when it turned into complaint central. I think we learned to deal with things pretty well...."Sorry the huge slide got blown over and ur kid was on top of it...but still, no refunds." "Sorry ur kid was in the pool when the blower fell in and they could have been electrocuted..but still, no refunds." "Oh, you just bought $150 worth of wristbands and now were closed because it's too windy? Yikes, sorry but no refunds."
Otherwise let's just say Dubbo consisted of a lot of drinking...beer pong tournaments, 21st bday parties galore, flip cup tourneys and pretty much we drank bcuz ...well...it was Dubbo. And of course.....this made for some amazing hungover days in 90 degree weather. yes.
Klemm also learned how to work a crane...which holy hell i do have to say i was impressed. I on the otherhand KIND OF learned how to use a drill. So, if your wondering what we're going to do when we come back to the "real world"... we'll probably be starting a construction business.
After living in a caravan for 5 weeks, having to walk at least 4 minutes to get to the bathroom and shower (especially hard when ur drinking), working in 90 degree weather and sweating in the ticket box, cleaning endless inflatables, checking the chlorine levels in the pools over a zillion times, ....I do have to say we miss Bloody Dubbo. Until next time....
Off to New Zealand!
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