Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Toilatrie Basket For Wedding

A FISTFUL OF ... ONIONS!

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We leave Byron Bay at 8.30 am and arrive in Brisbane after three hours and a half away. We find that upon arrival in Brisbane is the time zone by one hour to the state of New South Wales, then pull back the hands of one hour. It is 11 am We decided to take a ride in the capital of Queensland while I wait for another bus that will take us to Gatton. Brisbane is the third largest city great Australia after Sydney and Melbourne. From what little I've seen seems to be a vibrant city, full of enough resources, I think I will have to find out, I'd spend a bit 'of tempo.Arriviamo in Gatton, a small town not much bigger than Crodo surrounded by vast expanses of green . It 'still fascinating: this is the real Australia! We call what we initially thought to be the employer for us to be picked up. We appear before a man of advanced age style "Heidi's grandfather" ... And now here the laughs begin! We discover that this gentleman is actually the one who gives us the accommodation, then we will be given Phone numbers of our contractors to work in the following days in our great palace fattoria.Arriviamo: No caravan 39. We are in a caravan park full of Asians who do this work for months and months and months (I have yet to figure out how to do it, but it's a detail!). Our caravan is in a residential say, thank goodness to me and my sister we do not lack the ability to adapt! Here you take it all with philosophy, and begin to fantasize about our married life in a caravan lost in the Gatton City, laughter! In any case, there is everything you need to be comfortable and have our privacy ... like a villa in Sardinia! Call our employer: there tomorrow at 4:30 is located at the entrance of the caravan park. 4:30 am ?!?!?!? Stich! I'm used to going to bed at 4:30, not to get up to go to work! What kind of job? Cutting onion. What is it?? You'll find out soon! We are cooking a fantastic soup, when they knock on our door (if you can call it, I do not know how to describe it!) Two guys who we understand to be French, they ask us if we are going to drink them after dinner. Of course! Martin and Max, these are their names, they also came today, but do not seem very convinced to want to work in a farm ... Why am I here then?!?! But ... I have yet to figure it out now! The alarm on time at 3.30. Breakfast and go! We climb up a van with other guys (all but three Asian German) and we get to detinazione after 15 minutes. An immense field of onions in front of our eyes: the work is to wrest from the land and cut the onion (cut) the top (do not know the technical name, I'll ask my mom!). Sounds easy and not too heavy ... it seems! The position is certainly not the best for the back, which for the legs, and is the same to maintain for several hours ... But yeah, what do you want it to be, two athletes like us! The onions should be stored in huge bins of (so-called bin), I have no idea what they may contain a ton ... I think everything! After nine hours of work finally we finish the field, managing to fill four bin. And you know what is being paid a dump? $ 45 Australian, which is about 20 €. In practice we have killed our bodies to you and not € 50, well, not bad on! Obviously I'm joking! But we decided we do not?!? Ah, there I said it with a flourish to finish the first day of work, the tractor moved the bin was accidentally pulled my bag: mobile and glasses literally destroyed. Sclero for the first 10-15 minutes, but then I do not know if I'm addicted or what (they will still smell that I breathed in Nimbin ?!?!), me laugh: I won $ 90, I no longer have a cellular I have no glasses and I have the body, which is reduced to a pile of bones that are connected by a miracle ... It's not a comedy?!?! Luckily I laugh ... it will not tell you how we got up the next morning ... and we were still convinced to want to work! But when the alarm sounded at 3:30, I could just just to make the movement with your right thumb to turn the alarm on your phone. In any case it rains as well, and therefore do not work this time. Whew! We sleep 13 hours spun, we get out of bed with difficulty, perhaps the only body part that hurts us have eyelids! Ah no, even the jaw! Then two and go !!!!!! We discover in the morning that we lost well as sensitivity to a foot, maintain the same position for nine hours on the instep we fully anesthetized, I could not move, it's awesome! What effect! I am the right and left my sister, well, let's have at least two good legs, or almost! What an adventure! We spend our day off, resting, washing laundry, eating, going to the grocery store and internet cafe. We spend the evening together with the French boys, Martin is speaking English a bit 'like me (a very Inglese crap!) And then I like to talk to him, since we're both in the same situation is more challenging to practice together! There are also other Korean and Thai students: one of them, Jude, straight out of a Japanese cartoon, is splitting with laughter!! To have tears in my eyes I swear! Do not tell you then when we started doing lessons in Korean, Italian and French together, I had stomach hurt from laughing! We decided to do a second day in cutting onion, always with the same result of four bin filled. Let's say the second day is a bit 'better, although it is always exhausting to do the same movement for 9-10 hours at a time. A life experience that I scored a lot: it could seem the usual ritual phrase, but until you try it does not even remotely imagine that there are people who there is still some work, and maybe do it for several months (like the Koreans here in the caravan park), or for several years or for life, not like me for 3 days ... well, not even shudder to you? And we who complain about any crap: "I have a shitty job," "I do not earn anything," "I shot an hour in traffic before going to work ... Well, you better earn relatively neat and comfortable sitting in the office, perhaps with the air conditioning and coffee mid-morning, or sit on the floor, with the sun (Australian) that burn on your shoulders and head, and felt dirty and sweaty with a bottle of water after half an hour is not H2O but seems to be something else?? Well, you see ... I'm so glad I tried this experience, I now understand the real meaning of the gospel songs that I sang for 10 years, I understand, maybe not fully, but at least in essence, what they felt inside blacks and slaves who placed hope in God, singing "Good news, the chariot's coming," the only leader who could have while working in an infinite field, maybe just onions. Giustificatemi the parentesi.Ora do not know what are the plans for the next few weeks, here is lived day by day, and this is the best thing! We will Gatton still here in two days I think, since we paid for a week. Then we will decide whether to go to Brisbane, or to stay here again, or do not know! However I'm really good, I'm happy to be here, I'm happy. We are coming soon! See you soon!

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