I'm trying to be positive, so here is some good things about the fucking rain that decided to come a lot more often during what should've been my last 6 days.
1, We won't run out of water because the rain fills the tank.
2, I have time to wash things that takes forever to dry like my blanket.
3, I packed my bag today, to be fair it only took me 10 min cause everything except for my work clothes and all my sweaters were already folded.
4, I get so bored that I REALLY want to work which makes it easier to work when (if) the rain stops.

5, I'm home and not in a paddock far away which means I have reception so nice people can call me and give me good news


That's it. Can't think of anything more. But it's something, and HOPEFULLY, it won't rain tomorrow and I'll be back in my beloved Byron on sunday afternoon just in time for a Sunday session!
If not, I'll see you monday!

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So, it didn't rain the other day. Well, it did but we could still work for a while and I got my farm day. It will probably rain sooner or later the next couple of weeks though.
I'm pushing my leaving date 1 day forward, to Saturday the 27th. This leaves room for one rain day. One. I talked to the office and if it rains more I will leave the monday after.
Maybe it seems trivial to everyone else, it's just a couple of days and so on, but like I previously expressed, I do not enjoy my time here, so for me a couple of days feel like a much longer time.

Anyways, if I leave on the saturday or the monday doesn't matter, it's LESS THAN TWO WEEKS to go!
And that my friends, even though it feels like eternity some days, is not a long time!

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The plan. The plan to leave. The plan to leave Friday the 26th cause I'm struggling everyday here.
It looks like I have to change that plan. Maybe, if I'm lucky, only with one day. But still. It's raining, and when it's raining we can't work. Sadly, a rain day is a involuntarily day off, and I need today. But you can't control the weather. I would do anything to get away from here a little bit earlier but it's raining and it looks like it's gonna rain again next week.
I know it sounds like I'm exaggerating, and maybe I am, but I really really do hate being here.

Cross your fingers and hope for no rain in Thullimbah, cause I need to go back to Byron, my soul need to leave. ASAP!

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I do love a day off, but this is the first time in over 7 weeks we've had two days off in a row!
The thing is we don't really need more than one day off cause there is absolutely nothing to do and the boredom comes quickly.
Also we loose money and visa days. So, the result of yesterdays text from our supervisor, saying that it's still
too wet and we'll have another day off, was me having a very sad and pathetic cry on the stairs outside while having a smoke.
This was followed by watching the new Bones-episode in bed and passing out at 7ish..

Sad but true.

Woke up at 4.20 this morning and I've been awake since. We'll just see what this day has to offer, so far I've watched 9 The Try Guys clips on YouTube, had 2cups of coffee and 50grams of dark chilli chocolate. Hopefully something more productive than that will happen today, maybe I'll wash something or clean something or bake a cake.

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It was an accident, of course, but the 22nd of April (1 week in at the farm) I was on a ladder and Lina had to reverse the tractor and trailer to be able to pick. It was our supervisor that told us to reverse instead of driving forward, for some reason it would be better.
I was like I said on the top of a ladder when I looked down, and all I see is our little backpack flying like a leaf in the wind between the trailer wheel and the tractor. The huge tractor wheel closing in on the tiny backpack, and I screamed. One of those screams that come from deep inside full of fear and panic. "Liiiiiiinaaaaaaa!!!! Stooooop!!!!"
And she did.
Sadly, it was too late. The trailer had already crushed it.
I came down from the ladder, shaking of fear and opened the backpack. My shitphone and Lina's iPhone was ok, our plastic lunchboxes was almost ok, but my iPad, my iPad was not ok.
The horrific moment when I opened the case and saw my beautiful iPad crushed. It was indeed horrible.
Our supervisor who had heard my scream came and asked if we were hurt, we told him what happened and he left us to deal with it alone. I went for a cigarette and a good cry.
The next day I was ok again, shit happens, accidents happen and there's not much you can do about it.
It made me fix my iPhone and well, everything happens for a reason I guess.
We laugh about it now. And I'm gonna try to connect it to a computer and get my stuff out of it eventually. It still lights up, so there's hope!

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Yep, everybody warned us; "It's the coldest place in Queensland", "It snowed there last year!", "Haha Stanthorpe? You guys are goon a be coooold".
And yes, it's been colder than the very nice Byron Bay summer, but it's been ok. Until today.
Working outside for 10h when it's windy and 16 degrees is just NOT ok.
When you have 3 sweaters on and still freezing, NOT ok.
When you had a lunch break, sitting down for a bit (still outside) and it takes 1h to get your blood circulation going again, NOT ok.
When you sit on the back of the jeep all the way home and it's dark and even your bones are cold, NOT ok.
When you finally get home and the inside of the house is almost colder than the outside, and you have to mount the heater to get a tiny bit warm, NOT ok.

Sadly, it's gonna be the exact same thing tomorrow.

Luckily, it rained a lot on friday so I could have the hottest shower in the history of the world.

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It hasn't been raining a lot lately, nothing at all actually. This is a problem, not because I like rain, I don't hate it either but when it rains we can't pick cause the apple peels get soft and the apples are easier to bruise etc.
The problem is that we run out of water. Not hot water or gas (that happens too) but actual water.
So if it doesn't rain enough, we can't have showers, flush the toilet, wash our dishes or drink water as we'd like.
It fucking sucks.
It is life though, and I guess that life has to be a bit dirty and smelly sometimes too.

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It is extremely isolated. It's about 20k to "town". Town = Stanthorpe = food.
If I you're unlucky enough to not have your own car or live with people without one you have to call a taxi. The taxi will pick you up after about 30mins and take you to Woolworths. And then you call them again and hopefully the wait is a less than 30 mins but you never know.
It's a bit more than 100dollars there and back, so you share and plan and write lists and plan more and buy a LOT of food!

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Our new home, it's called Cosmo, that's what we say so they know which folder to find us in when we pay rent. Bunk beds again, more unstable and uncomfortable than most hostels but it is home. Apparently.
A big nice kitchen, a living room, 4 bedrooms, toilet, bathroom and a very scary laundry room in the basement.
In the middle of fucking nowhere.
But it's home.
I guess.
All of our sheets, blankets, sleeping bags, plates and cups are marked. So is our beds. I am RIZZ C.10.
But it's home.
For now.

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There was a lot of waiting, a lot of signatures and a lot of training. We were supposed to decide who was gonna be the tractor driver, we couldn't decide so the boss decided for us. Lina is now the tractor driver of our team.
We then got our picking bags, nr 4 and 34, the boss adjusted them to our little bodies and then got our first tractor. Nr 34 Rod, he is blue and quite alright.
We picked some apples, went back to the house, our new home.
Everything felt a bit better.

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