oz_julia @ 2010-04-29T14: 19:00
G'day!
Soooo ... another week has passed full of work and effort and breathlessness. The weekend was particularly bad. Yes Monday was ANZAC Day here in Australia - their biggest, special holiday. What happened exactly I do not know. Mike told me that it has anything to do with the first World War and Australian and New Zealand troops in Turkey, to which one will probably be remembered ... Yeah, whatever. The spider simply because of the Australians so nem shit make a rebellion. Well, ANZAC Day is, most companies went on a long weekend and I from 9 23 Clock continuously on his feet was in the cafe. It was SO FULL. Beautiful weather dependent and all want to go out for breakfast and lunch and for tea and for dinner ... Annoying!
At least I have the whole week spent nothing on food, because there I can hit the full belly for nothing. Well, it's not really beat belly full, because I can only eat when not betribsam is. But I may then choose what I want and these are then always huge portions. On Monday, when only three or so guests were there, I was called out of my little room Dishwasher-out and found a beautifully set table and a delicious dinner with red wine and I'm so clean cut! Polish food is so little like German or Austrian food. Good meat, beef olives I had on Monday and sauerkraut and baked potatoes! Man, that was real hammer! In between, bring me the head and ma n plate of burnt dumplings, which I can make it with. Dumplings are small dumplings filled with mushrooms, or meat, or whatever. Delicious anyway!
It certainly was incredibly stressful Sunday and Monday, so I've worked through without a break of 9 bis 23 clock. Saturday I had at least three hours free, I've spent sleeping in my hostel (after getting up again, incidentally, was agony. Siesta is simply not for me!). But now Julia has not behaved complains of trouble and ...... Drum roll .... was rewarded: D yay! From next week I get ... namely a Gehaltserhöhnung Yes, that is not significant ... A dollar more per hour, HAHA. Real QQ ridiculous but at least they do not pay me more or less! Janusz, the boss told me I would have been improved and would be particularly good at dealing with customers and now that I know had, running and so he can pay me more safely and he is so happy that I develop myself and I belonging to the family and even now, almost blah blah. Full sweet and creepy somehow! Well and when he has paid me for the last week just my salary, which are $ 510 for 5 days should he just gave me $ 550 and said: Is D n gift: We love you so, Julia!
AHA.
I was certainly relieved and overjoyed. Gehopst'm home, like a rubber ball and I still go Katja and Hanna called because cih wanted to tell everyone how joyful I am!
Then I come home and there was Mike, who has not yet changed the hostel. And he took me in his arms and was proud of me and everything was good! I fell asleep within a second, although I think has not talked to me haha ... QQ! Sorry for that.
On Tuesday I finally had my well-deserved day off! This meant for me to just German, I got up at 9 for breakfast and I've then laid down again and slept until um15 Clock. Then I am to the bank and have my salary paid. Later, I'm on the organization: INTERNET, after calming week or so finally back! And despite an early hour was even my sister online, which was in the university and we have geskyped, but without sound. That was so funny because the guy was behind her bored fully in the bank and has drilled in the nose and I've witnessed the and he did not know it, hahaha! And yes, it was just very tollig!
I can hardly believe it, but I was aware yesterday that flew on Monday my friend in Sydney last German home ... Now I have only English and French, Uiuiui. I speak English only, which is good. And I've learned that in English no word for "schadenfreude" is. Joa ... dependent is someone who participates in the pain of others pleased nech. But there have no word for. I found so fascinating and I felt superior to me directly full hrhr! Tom and Alex of Mildura fly home to England soon and are now in Sydney for the last few days. I'd like to meet with them, but I know that all amounts then go drink beer and I have no money ... Why do guys always go drink beer? Well, go for it girls likely to drink coffee, so is not much better. Maybe I can invite me . Let Let's see how the guys are feeling generous. Ah, and Mike took Ben by the Figfarm weekend, haha. Man QQ all again in Sydney. Crazy is that!
I want to buy so many nice things from my salary, I also need! But I save save save, otherwise I would not and can not get anything until September to see what I want to see DAMNED. For example, I need new headphones because my NEN have loose contact and my flip flops are also broke. But even without self-generating. For that I gave me a pair of sunglasses purchased for $ 5 is legitimate. Fully the cool, with flowers in purple! And a shirt for work, so every day I non my black blouse wash by hand must change, but can. Hand washing is the most annoying fact that there is, for gods sake!
Mh, what's to tell you ... Ah yes, I think I have stress-related herpes, or something. In any case, is it in my mouth completely dry and it hurts: (What would I give for but little potato cream from the glass cabinet in the upper bathroom ... I she me exactly how I go, they open up and down behind the mirror the door! agency in order to lubricate it. On the door handle of the penguin is no need for hot water bottle. And if you come out, so ausm bathroom, then I watch directly to the dressing room, on the simplest of all possible shit is on top and in the corner are a million Shoes where you can see who is at home. And then left my room with the moose on the door and the Derdriu and noisier - Poster. Inside hangs a poster of the perfume she and I on my bed and my old computer and on my window sill my Aloe Vera is with their babies and my other cacti. In the brightly ringed cup, a glass butterfly in it. Besides the plants is consistent with the soft leaves and blue blooms and this fluschelige fern that I think has ever heard of Sarah. In winter, the mother is sometimes the Magnolia clean to me ... or what is the fürn trees. My heater is painted with Edding. Green Day is on it there. And my wardrobe with the colorful curtains is crowded with stuff that I put no more and my costumes. On top is my Elchi and my white cat. On the sloping wall to the left is my little mirror, which I once got for Christmas. Ikea is and because of my love Famlie knew I would find the long wave, they just have him fully bonded with colored hearts. Over time there has been so much senseless Kramzeugs drum accumulated around! For example, a carved by Jana Weihanchtsengel ... hanging as just about all year. His place is simply because, damn! Ah, and on the boards, where are my make-up stuff, right next to the door, as a porcelain angel is from the Lena! And turn to go down always been my key. And next to a medal, I've got to take part in Carlbandros 12th birthday, or something, haha. Oh man! Above my bed is ne old collage of photographs and images that have meant to me with 16 times more. I know exactly how that looks. Somewhere in between is n piece of paper which the Lord Huber pinned to my ultra bad Latin Vocabeltest: Dear Julia, in the long run helps power only.
your missing me!
thousand kisses to you and sweetest hugs \u0026lt;3
Julz (so I call my "cool" English friends remember me as the Calle.! ()
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Volunteer Confirmation Letter
Alchemy Cafe
Hello my friends I know I do not sign up! frequently, which I myself a bit annervt because I later must always write twice as much! But the last few days were just so full of work that I myself do not know where the top and bottom is!
The Polish cafe / restaurant has hired me. And although I initially thought I was in Heaven, I had to change my mind very quickly. Uhm, I'm there for mainly as Dishwasher so dishwashers set spring, but also as a food runner, someone who carries the food from the kitchen. Sometimes when it is clear, I'll take on orders. But more often, because I am still very uncertain and there BLAH. Jendenfalls bit but I'm learning to use what I am impressed! People are also really nice: the Polish family, the father Thresen mother in the kitchen, two sons. The younger, Cuba is 18, I think, but it looks like 12 and is apparently in the "I'm tired to help out in the cafe of my Wltern" phase. Therefore broke me. I got it only 2 times when it was very crowded in the cafe and he should really help me ... but only mim Phone rang his tables ... one by one, haha. The elder son, Paul, so middle, end 20 and the only one in the shop that my son bit helps and gives me tips as I can make things better rather than just say you're too slow, make faster. Paul also is also the only one who has trouble speaking English in my presence. Otherwise, the predominant language is in fact Polish, since most of the guests, Poland, and so on QQ ... a bit annoying. But make it.
Joa, as I said, at first I was hooked! A good job where I can learn something. Unfortunately, not well paid, I must say. $ 10 cash per hour, so I get cash on the claw. This is the minimum wage in Australia, or at least that what comes in, if you subtract the taxes. I will have paid cash, thus paying no taxes and have therefore no possibility to demand the money back later. That's pretty stupid. The worst is that to say now after calming week: You're still too slow, dreamy, we need you, so we can throw you out of non. But you have to be faster, or we pay you less.
I CAN NOT work for less than $ 10 per hour. Sure, I need the money, but ... ne, of not the point. Despite all the despair, I do not let me use. I admit that it's true what they accuse me. You know me, I'm vertäumt, come quickly from the concentration and let me just do not even rushing. When I see for example that not be so much going on in the cafe. Why should I then rinse High Speed on the glasses? Are still enough in the cupboard. Of course, I always do anyway so as I would be full in a hurry when I know that someone is watching, or something. Wenisgtens I'm so ne kind of their own room behind the kitchen where I can mostly undisturbed flush small plates. If only that would be, I think I'd also satisfied. Now I am so the little girl for everything. I have to be there when I am called, that is to drop everything and leave and antanzen within seconds. Bad only if the chief and his wife give me independent of each other orders every 5 seconds and I have to run back and forth. SHIT MAN. It's not fun anymore. The only good is that time passes very quickly when it is busy. Since so is a 11 hour day passes quickly.
For yes, Julia is there by 9 bis 20 clock legs in the stomach, every Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday.
Last week the organization has given me back a nice job picking and packing. So I'm down there in the morning, have Giftvards sorted (yes schonmal was there), at 16 am And get ready clock NEN call from the cafe, Julia, we need you can come over yet? NAJA ... Julia needs to do the money. So Julia goes, of course, the cafe and works up to 23 clock. Is not a thing, nech. SO I'm just in 3 days 28 hours worked and have seen for $ 280. Of which $ 150 went directly for my weekly rent it. ARGH, that hurts so much ............ my good money! The joke is, that the picking and packing are charged at me almost $ 19 per hour and the job is a much chillier than the running back and forth in the cafe. Unfortunately, this was dependent only on Friday, and next week Monday and Tuesday. Today is my first free day for 7 days and the breathing is difficult for me. I need a mountain of motivation to go there on Saturday to back down ... What if they actually pay less, I have to stop there, though they so menshclich are really nice people. I never complain, I never bleating, I will do everything they say. Then come because of broken English and half in their cih must first guess what they want from me. Not to mention the fact that I do a lot of thing after a week for the first time and if not I explained how to do it properly, then do self-containing first and wrong. to make the whole twice a wrong make a right, then holding costs more time than if he had got explained to me once and I do 10 minutes or the first time would have to guess how this works nu. It's not that I only dream, I'll give me real trouble, especially in front of the customers, serve with and so on. That's also really fun. If I were to make only one of two things, Dishwashing, or Waitress (ie service) would be perfectly all right then, not so stressful. But just expect that I get 100% for both, every fucking second. And apparently I am not in a position.
I know I should bite me in the ass and give everything and go on and be happy that I get anything at all. I am looking for what new but still alongside (on the days when I'm free, so ..... uh, no day so far:)) and hope that I can be away from there.
now says Mike yet that he wants another, more expensive hostel, because there NEN fridge in the room and free internet are (okay, that's good ... but 20 $ more per week ... is it worth it? ) and he wants me to move with him. FISHING HOLE. I shit no money, just as the QQ. Stress me, man!
When turning off the tap in the cafe to me, I shit on everything, and but go to Hanna pick fruits in Bundaberg. Or Kim, who is now the east coast high, in search of precious farm job. Istziemlich become lonely in the hostel. Many are still Manly moved, because they have too much money and want to wake up with the sea in view. Such Assis.
Everyone wants their 2nd Apply for a visa and stay longer longer longer. I still hold me to the first of September. Must be really frugal, so that the money that I work out now to travel enough. Because in June Katja fleigt it home again and I've promised her that we see with her Englishman Phil, Uluru and Darwin. Nothing I would rather do! BUT I'd better make no plans because, as I mitlerweile white, like so on the go as before. So I try to keep quiet blood, give me trouble all in the right direction to steer, but then what comes out at the end, I was influenced. Wait for hope, and do not let crazy. Otherwise it is not far.
I'll press firmly and let me know if I drown!
kisses \u0026lt;3
Hello my friends I know I do not sign up! frequently, which I myself a bit annervt because I later must always write twice as much! But the last few days were just so full of work that I myself do not know where the top and bottom is!
The Polish cafe / restaurant has hired me. And although I initially thought I was in Heaven, I had to change my mind very quickly. Uhm, I'm there for mainly as Dishwasher so dishwashers set spring, but also as a food runner, someone who carries the food from the kitchen. Sometimes when it is clear, I'll take on orders. But more often, because I am still very uncertain and there BLAH. Jendenfalls bit but I'm learning to use what I am impressed! People are also really nice: the Polish family, the father Thresen mother in the kitchen, two sons. The younger, Cuba is 18, I think, but it looks like 12 and is apparently in the "I'm tired to help out in the cafe of my Wltern" phase. Therefore broke me. I got it only 2 times when it was very crowded in the cafe and he should really help me ... but only mim Phone rang his tables ... one by one, haha. The elder son, Paul, so middle, end 20 and the only one in the shop that my son bit helps and gives me tips as I can make things better rather than just say you're too slow, make faster. Paul also is also the only one who has trouble speaking English in my presence. Otherwise, the predominant language is in fact Polish, since most of the guests, Poland, and so on QQ ... a bit annoying. But make it.
Joa, as I said, at first I was hooked! A good job where I can learn something. Unfortunately, not well paid, I must say. $ 10 cash per hour, so I get cash on the claw. This is the minimum wage in Australia, or at least that what comes in, if you subtract the taxes. I will have paid cash, thus paying no taxes and have therefore no possibility to demand the money back later. That's pretty stupid. The worst is that to say now after calming week: You're still too slow, dreamy, we need you, so we can throw you out of non. But you have to be faster, or we pay you less.
I CAN NOT work for less than $ 10 per hour. Sure, I need the money, but ... ne, of not the point. Despite all the despair, I do not let me use. I admit that it's true what they accuse me. You know me, I'm vertäumt, come quickly from the concentration and let me just do not even rushing. When I see for example that not be so much going on in the cafe. Why should I then rinse High Speed on the glasses? Are still enough in the cupboard. Of course, I always do anyway so as I would be full in a hurry when I know that someone is watching, or something. Wenisgtens I'm so ne kind of their own room behind the kitchen where I can mostly undisturbed flush small plates. If only that would be, I think I'd also satisfied. Now I am so the little girl for everything. I have to be there when I am called, that is to drop everything and leave and antanzen within seconds. Bad only if the chief and his wife give me independent of each other orders every 5 seconds and I have to run back and forth. SHIT MAN. It's not fun anymore. The only good is that time passes very quickly when it is busy. Since so is a 11 hour day passes quickly.
For yes, Julia is there by 9 bis 20 clock legs in the stomach, every Wednesday, Saturday and Sunday.
Last week the organization has given me back a nice job picking and packing. So I'm down there in the morning, have Giftvards sorted (yes schonmal was there), at 16 am And get ready clock NEN call from the cafe, Julia, we need you can come over yet? NAJA ... Julia needs to do the money. So Julia goes, of course, the cafe and works up to 23 clock. Is not a thing, nech. SO I'm just in 3 days 28 hours worked and have seen for $ 280. Of which $ 150 went directly for my weekly rent it. ARGH, that hurts so much ............ my good money! The joke is, that the picking and packing are charged at me almost $ 19 per hour and the job is a much chillier than the running back and forth in the cafe. Unfortunately, this was dependent only on Friday, and next week Monday and Tuesday. Today is my first free day for 7 days and the breathing is difficult for me. I need a mountain of motivation to go there on Saturday to back down ... What if they actually pay less, I have to stop there, though they so menshclich are really nice people. I never complain, I never bleating, I will do everything they say. Then come because of broken English and half in their cih must first guess what they want from me. Not to mention the fact that I do a lot of thing after a week for the first time and if not I explained how to do it properly, then do self-containing first and wrong. to make the whole twice a wrong make a right, then holding costs more time than if he had got explained to me once and I do 10 minutes or the first time would have to guess how this works nu. It's not that I only dream, I'll give me real trouble, especially in front of the customers, serve with and so on. That's also really fun. If I were to make only one of two things, Dishwashing, or Waitress (ie service) would be perfectly all right then, not so stressful. But just expect that I get 100% for both, every fucking second. And apparently I am not in a position.
I know I should bite me in the ass and give everything and go on and be happy that I get anything at all. I am looking for what new but still alongside (on the days when I'm free, so ..... uh, no day so far:)) and hope that I can be away from there.
now says Mike yet that he wants another, more expensive hostel, because there NEN fridge in the room and free internet are (okay, that's good ... but 20 $ more per week ... is it worth it? ) and he wants me to move with him. FISHING HOLE. I shit no money, just as the QQ. Stress me, man!
When turning off the tap in the cafe to me, I shit on everything, and but go to Hanna pick fruits in Bundaberg. Or Kim, who is now the east coast high, in search of precious farm job. Istziemlich become lonely in the hostel. Many are still Manly moved, because they have too much money and want to wake up with the sea in view. Such Assis.
Everyone wants their 2nd Apply for a visa and stay longer longer longer. I still hold me to the first of September. Must be really frugal, so that the money that I work out now to travel enough. Because in June Katja fleigt it home again and I've promised her that we see with her Englishman Phil, Uluru and Darwin. Nothing I would rather do! BUT I'd better make no plans because, as I mitlerweile white, like so on the go as before. So I try to keep quiet blood, give me trouble all in the right direction to steer, but then what comes out at the end, I was influenced. Wait for hope, and do not let crazy. Otherwise it is not far.
I'll press firmly and let me know if I drown!
kisses \u0026lt;3
Funny Ceremony Readings
oz_julia @ 2010-04-23T12: 40:00
Julz Hi folks:)
So, my Tasmania trip was over and so once again I was pretty lost - and bust, more or less at least! But luckily I had contacts, and D with a corrugator Hannah by my side I was not alone! She got a call Dan, a Scot from Mildura, which we offered to take us for free to Brisbane. Mh Hanna was immediately hooked. She has for the guy, haha. I was against it rather undecided. Well, I'm so flown first to Hanna from Melbourne, where Dan would pick them up and wanted me there, then further thinking. It was decided that I needed money, but whether it was in Melbourne, Perth, Sydney or Brisbane would look for a job that was not much. The flight to Perth was definitely not in my price range. I gladly went along with Anna, but I had to postpone it for now. Melbourne I really like, as well as Brisbane, where Hanna would be. MH. It went back and forth in my head. In Sydney, I could have returned the organization that would help me find a job, Alex and Daniel were also there to spend their last 2 weeks before heading back to Auckland, Los Angeles and New York would travel to Germany. This made me very influenced then. Before I could decide, Hanna and I had still a fun night at the airport in Melbourne ahead of us. Our plane landed in Hobart at 19:00 clock. So now that the shuttle will cost the city so clean $ 10, in addition to the exorbitant usury prices Hostels in Melbourne, because of the Formula 1 Well, we thought, now is always so late, we just stay at the airport. So we have eaten at McDonald's for dinner and left us in some relatively peaceful transition between warehouses and check-pitched into a camp. With our backpacks, we have constructed a privacy shield, we have looked at Hanna's laptop two movies until we rolled into our sleeping bags and slept. On the floor. In the folding chairs. Like so right Penner. Man oh man. But none of the migratory border by security people, or the staff has sent away Reihnigungs us. And we were not the only ones to hostel and shuttle wanted to save money! The next morning, we have really seen that was not far away from us even slept one other backpackers. We have avoided his gaze. It was fun, but somehow terribly embarrassing! We have spent the day in a cafe - still at the airport - to sit and write our blog entries Tasmania until Dan finally arrived and has picked us. We then had more than 24 hours spent at the airport ... I still do not know what to make of it. Somehow, even shocking. But it was so funny, you .... Total crazy!
I'm very spontaneous for one ride left. Dan stood in front of me and I would have had to say goodbye ... Hanna from my ... and could not. 'm Simply entered as if it were granted. Hanna was so happy and I think Dan has got it. These Scots are, haha!
The Road Tripp itself was very quiet. We could only hear radio and somehow came on as the non-party atmosphere, as always in Tasmania, or, as with Jana on the Great Ocean Road.
Hanna sat in front of Dan, I was back and I slept. The airport carpet was not as cruel uncomfortable as you might imagine, but extremely well, I just do not sleep well. So there was some catch up! Hanna and the Scotsman have looong used to be hot with each other and to engage in conversation. She bit the same but with English-speaking-native speakers-blockade, as I do. But we learn, haha; D!
are any event, we drove over Sydney, because Dan wanted to go all night - of course. We had a contact person in a hostel in Sydney, Mike namely, that we are there checked in and eat the same pizza. SUPER DELICIOUS, so really cool stone oven pizza:) Hanna and I were invited. Male companions are something practical! When we at
wanted to get up the next morning and drive me back I'm very spontaneous and very shortly joined by struggling to stay in Sydney. Hanna was sad - me too! But she understood me. By good, I am somehow totally on the same wavelength. A cool girl! I'm so Dan and Hanna passed me again and I snuggled into bed, for outside SOWAS hats thrown by that one could think that the world is coming to an end. So it should the rest of the week first run on weather technology. Super.
But I had to do plenty of them. After I had rested I am the first Qantas office gehoppelt to rebook my flight is and final. One small step for Julia, one giant leap for the rest of their lives. When I had the new ticket in hand did not gegelaubt ego for a second. Oh my God, I habs done, I just thought. I was bit overwhelmed at the moment. Fortunately, Mike was there, who had not work, because of the rain, and bit me again has brought to the floor. Then we have breakfast first ... at Subway ... I've also never done before, but good! Then I'm in the organization to tell them that I longer stay - and once again am looking for a job. Well, Exchange, we call you. The sweet Loane still knew my name and asked if Jana is already flown home. Just glodig the girl! Before we are back to the hostel, Mike wanted to walk again on umbedingt Paddies Market and he has bought 28 375 things that he does not need just because they liked him. SO ON VICTIMS. I will also NEN job so that I can do that: (MENNO!
Joa, the day passed so all in all pretty fast and I did not really realize that I'm back in Sydney ... no idea the City just want to let go of non.
The next day, I'm Ali and Daniel finally seen again. God, the two guys, haha. They really get me! It's good to have someone from home who goes through the same, or gone through my heart and it has done incredibly well, hanging out with the two anarchists. They are kind of like so two big brothers, haha!
We are in the evening went to "the three wise monkeys", actually just because there is free pizza on Thursday, but then we stayed all night there because the band was so unbelievably good. Covers only played, but really beefed up well and stuff. Everything from Metallica, Nirvana, about Greenday, Blink 182, Enter Shikari up to and in between just ma ne hard rock carved out version of My Heart Will Go On. Very classic! Just our music stop! We have something come off and Daniel has been not at all get more in the last song. SAU funny! I've lost my sunglasses, but that's worth, haha QQ!
Well, all week I've actually spent with the boys. Always hanging around somewhere, even if we have to do anything, just talking and it was cool!
Am 07.04. we were in Canberra. The boys have already gone injected the day before, I am the next morning - Early early morning - got up, and have complied with the bus. At 8 I arrived, we met and are going to explore the parliament building. Ehm, yes. That was all nich so my taste, I must say in all honesty. Very nice, the architecture and all, but, well ... why do I like to see a space in which rumhocken any idiotic nonsense politician and palaver? And then another room, which just looks exactly like the last, only in green ... and another room ... aha, mhm ... yes. Was nich so the hammer. But then, we are DDDD Museum and THAT was cool! Unfortunately, we were the ex-and Impressionist Exhibition do with all the gold pieces by Monet and van Gogh, etc non - 24 $ the spin yet! Nevertheless, we had our fun! Who has what little is left for art, finds as eye candy! Particularly long we have been staying with the Surrealists, OH MAN. In order to paint such kinky things but you have to have n real damage! Not pretty but rarely stop, nech ...
The day was again too fast around you! Do not know if was worth $ 52 for round-trip .... but at least I can say I was even there. Super, wa! Very well. Friday evening celebriert we have as BBQ gabs nothing in my hostel and we have gefuttert, there's no tomorrow and I've finally socially integrated into the community of my hostel! My new friends are Belgians, Brazilians, an Italian name Luca, the Italian just such a cliché is, HAHA and lots of French, and except Mike still some other Englishman. But besides me just a German who departs on Monday and TADA, the first Austrian, who I met in Australia 've ever met! Gerald by name, by all just Jerry called because the Australians are too stupid to say so right. Shake That comes the south of Austria and has the most extreme in the English accent I've ever heard. Worse than any Frenchman. Really! Strong competition for Niggo from my level, that simply mixes English with Monnema ma-Schlapp Gosch! So, Jerry's English is good, you can say nothing to say hammer vocabulary and good grammars and so does not shy away what he thinks. But it sounds like everything but bit stupid, because of this wretched quintessentially German accent! I can describe non, but it's just so funny. Kim, the Belgians, and I always laugh so away from ass if the talks. Unbelievable!
Well and in between I was always just, lasting for a job. Every morning I'm gone off, the organization's first've made print, and then me with a stack of applications with resume in hand in the suburbs, that suburbs, put up - from cafe to cafe, from shop to shop, all scoured, spread, spread, spread. These Tripps Sydney I met a very different side. If you live in the City Centre, it is corrosive, loud, hectic and all these Asians.
The newly explored suburbs, however, are so super sweet, genütlich and everything. Glebe, the part where my hostel , is so wonderful! Nice little park, walk along the seaside. There is a, well, shopping street could name mans, with cute cafes and boutiques around the outside and just residential houses. The paving stones on the ground are bamalt and flower boxes on the lanterns ...
Each suburb is constructed. Almost everyone has them on Saturdays, Sundays or his own little market on the railing of the primary school, or something, where you can buy ur beautiful jewelry and stuff! Newtown is wild, but still very very sweet! And Surrey Hills is so super nice! Really, I did not think that Sydney could surprise me again like that! I really like it!
I write more soon! But now must go, for .......... TADATADA, I have a sort of interview in a Polish Cafe in Surrey Hills, where yesterday I got my application submitted; D yay! We'll see if the \u0026lt;3 runs Perhaps I am no longer employment crisis soon!
your missing me, I'll keep our!
sweetheart kisses from a distance,
your
Julchen
Julz Hi folks:)
So, my Tasmania trip was over and so once again I was pretty lost - and bust, more or less at least! But luckily I had contacts, and D with a corrugator Hannah by my side I was not alone! She got a call Dan, a Scot from Mildura, which we offered to take us for free to Brisbane. Mh Hanna was immediately hooked. She has for the guy, haha. I was against it rather undecided. Well, I'm so flown first to Hanna from Melbourne, where Dan would pick them up and wanted me there, then further thinking. It was decided that I needed money, but whether it was in Melbourne, Perth, Sydney or Brisbane would look for a job that was not much. The flight to Perth was definitely not in my price range. I gladly went along with Anna, but I had to postpone it for now. Melbourne I really like, as well as Brisbane, where Hanna would be. MH. It went back and forth in my head. In Sydney, I could have returned the organization that would help me find a job, Alex and Daniel were also there to spend their last 2 weeks before heading back to Auckland, Los Angeles and New York would travel to Germany. This made me very influenced then. Before I could decide, Hanna and I had still a fun night at the airport in Melbourne ahead of us. Our plane landed in Hobart at 19:00 clock. So now that the shuttle will cost the city so clean $ 10, in addition to the exorbitant usury prices Hostels in Melbourne, because of the Formula 1 Well, we thought, now is always so late, we just stay at the airport. So we have eaten at McDonald's for dinner and left us in some relatively peaceful transition between warehouses and check-pitched into a camp. With our backpacks, we have constructed a privacy shield, we have looked at Hanna's laptop two movies until we rolled into our sleeping bags and slept. On the floor. In the folding chairs. Like so right Penner. Man oh man. But none of the migratory border by security people, or the staff has sent away Reihnigungs us. And we were not the only ones to hostel and shuttle wanted to save money! The next morning, we have really seen that was not far away from us even slept one other backpackers. We have avoided his gaze. It was fun, but somehow terribly embarrassing! We have spent the day in a cafe - still at the airport - to sit and write our blog entries Tasmania until Dan finally arrived and has picked us. We then had more than 24 hours spent at the airport ... I still do not know what to make of it. Somehow, even shocking. But it was so funny, you .... Total crazy!
I'm very spontaneous for one ride left. Dan stood in front of me and I would have had to say goodbye ... Hanna from my ... and could not. 'm Simply entered as if it were granted. Hanna was so happy and I think Dan has got it. These Scots are, haha!
The Road Tripp itself was very quiet. We could only hear radio and somehow came on as the non-party atmosphere, as always in Tasmania, or, as with Jana on the Great Ocean Road.
Hanna sat in front of Dan, I was back and I slept. The airport carpet was not as cruel uncomfortable as you might imagine, but extremely well, I just do not sleep well. So there was some catch up! Hanna and the Scotsman have looong used to be hot with each other and to engage in conversation. She bit the same but with English-speaking-native speakers-blockade, as I do. But we learn, haha; D!
are any event, we drove over Sydney, because Dan wanted to go all night - of course. We had a contact person in a hostel in Sydney, Mike namely, that we are there checked in and eat the same pizza. SUPER DELICIOUS, so really cool stone oven pizza:) Hanna and I were invited. Male companions are something practical! When we at
wanted to get up the next morning and drive me back I'm very spontaneous and very shortly joined by struggling to stay in Sydney. Hanna was sad - me too! But she understood me. By good, I am somehow totally on the same wavelength. A cool girl! I'm so Dan and Hanna passed me again and I snuggled into bed, for outside SOWAS hats thrown by that one could think that the world is coming to an end. So it should the rest of the week first run on weather technology. Super.
But I had to do plenty of them. After I had rested I am the first Qantas office gehoppelt to rebook my flight is and final. One small step for Julia, one giant leap for the rest of their lives. When I had the new ticket in hand did not gegelaubt ego for a second. Oh my God, I habs done, I just thought. I was bit overwhelmed at the moment. Fortunately, Mike was there, who had not work, because of the rain, and bit me again has brought to the floor. Then we have breakfast first ... at Subway ... I've also never done before, but good! Then I'm in the organization to tell them that I longer stay - and once again am looking for a job. Well, Exchange, we call you. The sweet Loane still knew my name and asked if Jana is already flown home. Just glodig the girl! Before we are back to the hostel, Mike wanted to walk again on umbedingt Paddies Market and he has bought 28 375 things that he does not need just because they liked him. SO ON VICTIMS. I will also NEN job so that I can do that: (MENNO!
Joa, the day passed so all in all pretty fast and I did not really realize that I'm back in Sydney ... no idea the City just want to let go of non.
The next day, I'm Ali and Daniel finally seen again. God, the two guys, haha. They really get me! It's good to have someone from home who goes through the same, or gone through my heart and it has done incredibly well, hanging out with the two anarchists. They are kind of like so two big brothers, haha!
We are in the evening went to "the three wise monkeys", actually just because there is free pizza on Thursday, but then we stayed all night there because the band was so unbelievably good. Covers only played, but really beefed up well and stuff. Everything from Metallica, Nirvana, about Greenday, Blink 182, Enter Shikari up to and in between just ma ne hard rock carved out version of My Heart Will Go On. Very classic! Just our music stop! We have something come off and Daniel has been not at all get more in the last song. SAU funny! I've lost my sunglasses, but that's worth, haha QQ!
Well, all week I've actually spent with the boys. Always hanging around somewhere, even if we have to do anything, just talking and it was cool!
Am 07.04. we were in Canberra. The boys have already gone injected the day before, I am the next morning - Early early morning - got up, and have complied with the bus. At 8 I arrived, we met and are going to explore the parliament building. Ehm, yes. That was all nich so my taste, I must say in all honesty. Very nice, the architecture and all, but, well ... why do I like to see a space in which rumhocken any idiotic nonsense politician and palaver? And then another room, which just looks exactly like the last, only in green ... and another room ... aha, mhm ... yes. Was nich so the hammer. But then, we are DDDD Museum and THAT was cool! Unfortunately, we were the ex-and Impressionist Exhibition do with all the gold pieces by Monet and van Gogh, etc non - 24 $ the spin yet! Nevertheless, we had our fun! Who has what little is left for art, finds as eye candy! Particularly long we have been staying with the Surrealists, OH MAN. In order to paint such kinky things but you have to have n real damage! Not pretty but rarely stop, nech ...
The day was again too fast around you! Do not know if was worth $ 52 for round-trip .... but at least I can say I was even there. Super, wa! Very well. Friday evening celebriert we have as BBQ gabs nothing in my hostel and we have gefuttert, there's no tomorrow and I've finally socially integrated into the community of my hostel! My new friends are Belgians, Brazilians, an Italian name Luca, the Italian just such a cliché is, HAHA and lots of French, and except Mike still some other Englishman. But besides me just a German who departs on Monday and TADA, the first Austrian, who I met in Australia 've ever met! Gerald by name, by all just Jerry called because the Australians are too stupid to say so right. Shake That comes the south of Austria and has the most extreme in the English accent I've ever heard. Worse than any Frenchman. Really! Strong competition for Niggo from my level, that simply mixes English with Monnema ma-Schlapp Gosch! So, Jerry's English is good, you can say nothing to say hammer vocabulary and good grammars and so does not shy away what he thinks. But it sounds like everything but bit stupid, because of this wretched quintessentially German accent! I can describe non, but it's just so funny. Kim, the Belgians, and I always laugh so away from ass if the talks. Unbelievable!
Well and in between I was always just, lasting for a job. Every morning I'm gone off, the organization's first've made print, and then me with a stack of applications with resume in hand in the suburbs, that suburbs, put up - from cafe to cafe, from shop to shop, all scoured, spread, spread, spread. These Tripps Sydney I met a very different side. If you live in the City Centre, it is corrosive, loud, hectic and all these Asians.
The newly explored suburbs, however, are so super sweet, genütlich and everything. Glebe, the part where my hostel , is so wonderful! Nice little park, walk along the seaside. There is a, well, shopping street could name mans, with cute cafes and boutiques around the outside and just residential houses. The paving stones on the ground are bamalt and flower boxes on the lanterns ...
Each suburb is constructed. Almost everyone has them on Saturdays, Sundays or his own little market on the railing of the primary school, or something, where you can buy ur beautiful jewelry and stuff! Newtown is wild, but still very very sweet! And Surrey Hills is so super nice! Really, I did not think that Sydney could surprise me again like that! I really like it!
I write more soon! But now must go, for .......... TADATADA, I have a sort of interview in a Polish Cafe in Surrey Hills, where yesterday I got my application submitted; D yay! We'll see if the \u0026lt;3 runs Perhaps I am no longer employment crisis soon!
your missing me, I'll keep our!
sweetheart kisses from a distance,
your
Julchen
Friday, April 9, 2010
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Tasmania 21st - 28.03.
Our driver Anna has agreed through the twilight to go to Ross, since in the vicinity of national parks was not a campsite with shower. And we needed. Urgent! Now, yes everyone knows that driving in Australia in the dark not at all is safe. Our camper was large and massive enough that we have made our own because of damage not really mind. Fear before we had a possum, a wallaby, a wombat, a Tasmanian devil, a kangaroo, rats, mice, or otherwise which Gevieh to go dead. Even the giant moth, which are smashed against the windshield and have left nasty yellow stains, I found something threatening. Once something is so large that it Makes noise when you drive over it, can I not agree more with my conscience. Hanna and I were so ne hour totally cramped in the passenger seats and were shaking. Anna was left. Do not know, sies has brought as ready to maintain with all the fleeing from the street and the flashing eyes Wallabies in the spotlight at the roadside this indifference and stubborn to continue driving 80km / h. We always thought they could not fly to suffer what to do ... "I'm always ready to brake," she said. Haha.
That willingness is not all even, it has no less than a small gray spot on the track turned out not as a stone, but as a baby wombat. Emergency braking. Screeching tires. I thought, I can never be happy again.
"If we went about it?" I ask. And tell the other two, no. I would have thought, even if it would not have been true, so I wished that the little fluff balls alive. The first Wombat, I see in Australia, we go right to the ground. Ne would be good odds, right?
After we all got out to check the situation, we have the Skein see hopping but behind his mother in the bushes. THANK GOD. I would have never forgiven the Anna. From then on she was then also has much more cautious and quiet blood can pass from the Australian cars. Their motto is well known, "Is anyway enough of the beasts.". How cruel can one be?
Anyway, we are safe and then Mordlos arrived in Ross and were finally able to shower again and cooked of course we have yet! And it was super tasty as always. Somehow always taste pasta with tomato sauce especially well if they are prepared to NEM gammligen gas stove in the wilderness. I do not understand why promises.
started to drizzle any case, hats, and later on the morning it poured. Super duper happy we were there! We had like to just take a piece from Ross to Lance, the nearest large city in Tasmania, we wanted to see more detail and until we arrived, the rain was behind us and the sun shone again. Unfortunately, in Tasmania there is indeed something like Central European weather, ie Sun = warm = cool clouds. Therefore, it was the whole trip about an eternal Pull off and on, back off and tighten up jackets, scarves and hats ... annoying, but she is also very familiar and it also somehow beautiful, haha!
We have only filled in Coles again our supplies: water, Cheesels, cookies and pasta with tomato sauce. Then we have gone off to check out the city. Well, more less the city because we were on a nature-parks-and sightseeing Tripp. Therefore, we went to / the / the Gorge. A kind Fijord outside the city. Very nice and friendly there. Only wanted to go as more sophisticated side with the viewpoints, but then had our Sore muscles and give kleinbei are only comfortable on the paved walking trail along the river meandered. Unfortunately, this was the page that was just the shadows, damn it! Well, the rocks did to quickly and formed a round basin, where we go from the walk are gekraxelt over the black stones and have basked on it. Lovely!
On the way back we walked through a piece of wood that me immensely to recalled at home. As in a European mixed forest gabs there chestnuts (!) And beech and birch and oak ... It smelled of earth and not on sand and it was pleasantly cool. How much I had missed the first I've noticed there. The sight of "normal" trees is incredibly soothing. Anna, who is indeed from the Black Forest, has got total, and was a single smile for the rest of the day, which can have but also anxious that we got an unexpected visitor; D
On the way to Devonport another city that we wanted to look at, well known for its port, because from here, all trade in the mainland is being driven, I got a call. Marvin, one of the boys from Mildura, which is grown really fond of me, called to the "Spirit of Tasmania" from. Crazy. Half, whole crew from Mildura is reflected in Tasmania!
Marvin wanted to know carefully, whether he in our camper for the night could still find a place. Now, our Ranger was indeed designed for 2 people, 3 are in it zuglassen ... but 4 also triggered. Go on! We're young and backpacker at that. We must stick together, and our demands on space and accommodation are something of minimal, as long as we have a roof above the head have been ok songwriter. We therefore have
Marvin picked up from the ferry (a MONSTER of ship) and then are out of the city along the northern coast on the way to new adventures. Our sleeping place was beautiful that night. We parked in a clearing and it made us comfortably after dinner on the camper roof. I've seen shooting stars Venus and 3984. The sky was so full of stars that I could never capture the whole sky at a glance. Made me almost crazy! It was so magical! Beside us hats from time to time in the bushes rustled and somewhere in the distance has a dingo / dog / wolf / devil cry ... We girls had panic. Then we rolled into bed and for the first time I've felt myself perfectly safe and soundly sleeping, no sooner had I closed my eyes. Makes a difference when a man is. I want to always deny, but it just is. Their presence is reassuring.
Next morning it rained. So have breakfast in the camper again: ungetoastetes toast, they gripe here, "bread", mixed with peanut butter, jam, cheese or guacamole (you, as we had once done something!) Or everything. Should be well maintained Marvin. Who asked us whether he up to Stanley can drive. Sure, we said. And while he and Anna have left out the front over South and East Germany (he is from Berlin), Hanna and I have slept on the back of it. A camper is already a great thing \u0026lt;3
In Rockey Cape National Park, we walked back again. Here I have for the first time understood why people say that Tasmania is a bit like New Zealand. For this broad, green hills that serve as little place in Ireland, exactly as what I had imagined in New Zealand forever. Only all the sheep were missing, because it is. Fittingly, at least it was windy and cold and I just love the to run coast when it storms! The clouds are passing by so fast and the air is just CLEAR. Did you know that Tasmania has the cleanest air in the world? Yes, this is fact. We are the hills hochgestapft, I had my steel toe shoes, which I had once bought for work. Beautifully decorated with flowers, I have to, haha (now totally remind me of you, Lara, I do not know why \u0026lt;3)!
After the tour we continue on to Stanley. We were hungry and the Lonely Planet (alleged top guide, the few that have ever use it because it's just too heavy and bums around somewhere at the bottom of the back pack in front of him, if a book can bum!) Has tell us that it is delicious in Stanley, are cheap fish. That this "city" is a fishing village, of course we did not once again. But our expectations concerning the fish were not disappointed. It was DELICIOUS! Stanley is also famous for its "Tasmania Uluru" they "groove" . Call But the mountain has in common with the real Uluru only the form, nothing else. It would have been able to Platto up, but we were too lazy and wanted to find a place to sleep. It dawned up yet again and another night ride almost dead animals, we wanted to do that to us.
The Cradle Mountain National Park to stand for the next morning! As it is just as Marvin was still with us. So four of us packed thick, for it was rain predicted for the afternoon, and are in the mountains. I only say: "The Lord of the Rings. Since the film was shot in New Zealand and the Tasmanian landscape in places, very reminiscent of New Zealand, as I have already mentioned, it was really hard not to be expected that wild Hobbits pops out behind a bush.
The road was nice, but as I said, bit uncomfortable because of the wet ... so we were peeved at the end of the trip everyone. Orcs least, we have (fortunately) not seen it, although I would have had nothing against a few elves. Hanna and I have an epic "I grab my backpack and I will carry away" game played. That was SO good! Overall we are pretty
gone through the Wombat Pool up to the Lookout on the Crater Lake, then down to Crater case, and finally back through the meadows to Hobbiton, hihi.
were on the way back, Hanna and Anna are on a bridge to photos to make. In the distance I saw the object of desire, a gray, fluffy Wombat, bold and motionless, except for the little mouth chewing ... SO cute! Na, and certainly I say to the girls: "Ooooh, fully cute!" And say: "What want?" And I say: "Huh, it does not photograph the Wombat?" What fürn Wombat? "And suddenly from the rest and take pictures as the wild the same place, they just snapped already had. Except that this time was in focus and not on the Wombat ... a stone. Marvin was equally delighted. They just as lovely in itself, the fat, fluffy critters. And I've first seen him; D and how it is when one has discovered a time, suddenly everywhere that! Until we were back at the camper we have identified for at least 10 others. Gray areas between the hills, half hidden in their burrows, or quite brazenly in the middle of the meadow. Why we had not seen on the way out? I was so lucky to have other people have also noted: "You see the Wombat over there, sweet, right?" "WHAT? WHERE? "Hach, I love it when I first discovered what!
Our stop for the night was to celebrate the day once again a campsite. We have ate and told us horror stories (that was disinclined). Nevertheless, I slept quietly.
For the next day, our last day, was the Lake St. Clair National Park planned. Marvin, who had even the pleasure of climbing up Mount Amos was not joined in, here on the Mount Rufus. Anna has gone with him, Hanna and I were too lazy. We are just the short walk to Platypus Bay and have gone down there to the lake. It was wonderful! The first hour or so we are simply just sat there, enjoying the sights and chatting. No one but us was there. It is only a very small beach, but the lake is huge - the lowest in Australia - Surrounded by green mountains, as the Faakersee in Austria! But on the Lake St. Clair may tretbooteln you not because of the platypus, that is the platypus. I do not know if platypus is the German translation, or whether there is a difference between the two species ... at least we have seen so no way, even though we have kept to the lookout, so they were not interesting. We have seen what else was wenger cute, but very elegant.
Over time, we popped the sun quite nicely on our head and we wanted to cool us, so be careful keyed into the water pure. But Unfortunately, this was again so cold that it is only for one time immersion, and has again passed out. After all, we were refreshed! The rest of the time we spent playing cards. It was evening and the sun made a move to dive behind the trees, so it was really cold in the shade. So we are long with our towels on the beach, always a little further, gerobbt follow the sun until it was the only way out on the stones. Cool, we thought to have intended to warm the day and have crawled over the black rocks. On the idea but are other creatures come ....................
first thought I black, long thing for a stick. Then I saw the snake. In a way, very nice, how she shone in the sun as if it is wet. Nevertheless, we have seen her immediately - which is fatal. Absolutely. Fled we act together our things again, and are cut off. After 2 minutes, then we are collecting break with drawn on game cameras. taking pictures of the snake itself was okay. The animal did not move, apart from the leather-like, red tongue, which shot now and then flashed out from between the teeth, you know, the snake-standard indicated. Very very disgusting! So it seemed at any rate harmless pictures of us to do with the snake. But for more than a picture hath not passed, then suddenly says Hanna, "IH, which is looking at me!" And then the monster still moving. Slowly, as though the battery is charged or not. Well, now creeping back over the stones in the forest, and we thought we shudder before the return trip, but then ... we saw the snake into the water and at one time the creature was swift and disappeared in the depths of the lake. Hanna and I are looking at us, eyes big as plates: Fucking Hell, in the water we just swam yet.
We overcame so unspeakable disgust, that we immediately packed up and are cut off. First we were "IH, a snake," then we were "WOW, a snake," and then "IH, a snake!" Until we were back at the camper and the other, their migration had survived intact, we envied our discovery. Since then threw something like "HAHA, we have seen ne snake and nihicht ihihr!"
After our last common Camper meal - pasta with tomato sauce and tuna! - We are still a bit back towards Hobart down because the next morning we make our good ranger would have wanted and not get up too early. To sleep, we then looked at the still ultra horror film "Pan's Labyrinth", with the most disgusting monster that has ever sprung from the human imagination! Nevertheless, I slept well. The last night in the camper ... somehow We were sad. How much you can connect a car to the heart, incredible. He had his Stratschwierigkeiten, but otherwise he has served really true. Overall, we are 1600km and crossed the island, have seen a whole lot and had an incredible time! Thanks girls (and Marvin, D)!
am, I first come in Hobart for two days, something to rest. Where it will take me next, I do not know. Would work but once again not bad, haha. My money is frittered Mildura again. I admit I have a beautiful new bag and a cool ring made to the Salamanca Market in Hobart at the harbor here. I have plenty of beautiful nails now, Mum and Dad having seen in the webcam that can testify. Since I can now also wear nice rings, haha! That's what I deserve.
I kiss and embrace you with love!
your
Julchen
Tasmania 21st - 28.03.
Our driver Anna has agreed through the twilight to go to Ross, since in the vicinity of national parks was not a campsite with shower. And we needed. Urgent! Now, yes everyone knows that driving in Australia in the dark not at all is safe. Our camper was large and massive enough that we have made our own because of damage not really mind. Fear before we had a possum, a wallaby, a wombat, a Tasmanian devil, a kangaroo, rats, mice, or otherwise which Gevieh to go dead. Even the giant moth, which are smashed against the windshield and have left nasty yellow stains, I found something threatening. Once something is so large that it Makes noise when you drive over it, can I not agree more with my conscience. Hanna and I were so ne hour totally cramped in the passenger seats and were shaking. Anna was left. Do not know, sies has brought as ready to maintain with all the fleeing from the street and the flashing eyes Wallabies in the spotlight at the roadside this indifference and stubborn to continue driving 80km / h. We always thought they could not fly to suffer what to do ... "I'm always ready to brake," she said. Haha.
That willingness is not all even, it has no less than a small gray spot on the track turned out not as a stone, but as a baby wombat. Emergency braking. Screeching tires. I thought, I can never be happy again.
"If we went about it?" I ask. And tell the other two, no. I would have thought, even if it would not have been true, so I wished that the little fluff balls alive. The first Wombat, I see in Australia, we go right to the ground. Ne would be good odds, right?
After we all got out to check the situation, we have the Skein see hopping but behind his mother in the bushes. THANK GOD. I would have never forgiven the Anna. From then on she was then also has much more cautious and quiet blood can pass from the Australian cars. Their motto is well known, "Is anyway enough of the beasts.". How cruel can one be?
Anyway, we are safe and then Mordlos arrived in Ross and were finally able to shower again and cooked of course we have yet! And it was super tasty as always. Somehow always taste pasta with tomato sauce especially well if they are prepared to NEM gammligen gas stove in the wilderness. I do not understand why promises.
started to drizzle any case, hats, and later on the morning it poured. Super duper happy we were there! We had like to just take a piece from Ross to Lance, the nearest large city in Tasmania, we wanted to see more detail and until we arrived, the rain was behind us and the sun shone again. Unfortunately, in Tasmania there is indeed something like Central European weather, ie Sun = warm = cool clouds. Therefore, it was the whole trip about an eternal Pull off and on, back off and tighten up jackets, scarves and hats ... annoying, but she is also very familiar and it also somehow beautiful, haha!
We have only filled in Coles again our supplies: water, Cheesels, cookies and pasta with tomato sauce. Then we have gone off to check out the city. Well, more less the city because we were on a nature-parks-and sightseeing Tripp. Therefore, we went to / the / the Gorge. A kind Fijord outside the city. Very nice and friendly there. Only wanted to go as more sophisticated side with the viewpoints, but then had our Sore muscles and give kleinbei are only comfortable on the paved walking trail along the river meandered. Unfortunately, this was the page that was just the shadows, damn it! Well, the rocks did to quickly and formed a round basin, where we go from the walk are gekraxelt over the black stones and have basked on it. Lovely!
On the way back we walked through a piece of wood that me immensely to recalled at home. As in a European mixed forest gabs there chestnuts (!) And beech and birch and oak ... It smelled of earth and not on sand and it was pleasantly cool. How much I had missed the first I've noticed there. The sight of "normal" trees is incredibly soothing. Anna, who is indeed from the Black Forest, has got total, and was a single smile for the rest of the day, which can have but also anxious that we got an unexpected visitor; D
On the way to Devonport another city that we wanted to look at, well known for its port, because from here, all trade in the mainland is being driven, I got a call. Marvin, one of the boys from Mildura, which is grown really fond of me, called to the "Spirit of Tasmania" from. Crazy. Half, whole crew from Mildura is reflected in Tasmania!
Marvin wanted to know carefully, whether he in our camper for the night could still find a place. Now, our Ranger was indeed designed for 2 people, 3 are in it zuglassen ... but 4 also triggered. Go on! We're young and backpacker at that. We must stick together, and our demands on space and accommodation are something of minimal, as long as we have a roof above the head have been ok songwriter. We therefore have
Marvin picked up from the ferry (a MONSTER of ship) and then are out of the city along the northern coast on the way to new adventures. Our sleeping place was beautiful that night. We parked in a clearing and it made us comfortably after dinner on the camper roof. I've seen shooting stars Venus and 3984. The sky was so full of stars that I could never capture the whole sky at a glance. Made me almost crazy! It was so magical! Beside us hats from time to time in the bushes rustled and somewhere in the distance has a dingo / dog / wolf / devil cry ... We girls had panic. Then we rolled into bed and for the first time I've felt myself perfectly safe and soundly sleeping, no sooner had I closed my eyes. Makes a difference when a man is. I want to always deny, but it just is. Their presence is reassuring.
Next morning it rained. So have breakfast in the camper again: ungetoastetes toast, they gripe here, "bread", mixed with peanut butter, jam, cheese or guacamole (you, as we had once done something!) Or everything. Should be well maintained Marvin. Who asked us whether he up to Stanley can drive. Sure, we said. And while he and Anna have left out the front over South and East Germany (he is from Berlin), Hanna and I have slept on the back of it. A camper is already a great thing \u0026lt;3
In Rockey Cape National Park, we walked back again. Here I have for the first time understood why people say that Tasmania is a bit like New Zealand. For this broad, green hills that serve as little place in Ireland, exactly as what I had imagined in New Zealand forever. Only all the sheep were missing, because it is. Fittingly, at least it was windy and cold and I just love the to run coast when it storms! The clouds are passing by so fast and the air is just CLEAR. Did you know that Tasmania has the cleanest air in the world? Yes, this is fact. We are the hills hochgestapft, I had my steel toe shoes, which I had once bought for work. Beautifully decorated with flowers, I have to, haha (now totally remind me of you, Lara, I do not know why \u0026lt;3)!
After the tour we continue on to Stanley. We were hungry and the Lonely Planet (alleged top guide, the few that have ever use it because it's just too heavy and bums around somewhere at the bottom of the back pack in front of him, if a book can bum!) Has tell us that it is delicious in Stanley, are cheap fish. That this "city" is a fishing village, of course we did not once again. But our expectations concerning the fish were not disappointed. It was DELICIOUS! Stanley is also famous for its "Tasmania Uluru" they "groove" . Call But the mountain has in common with the real Uluru only the form, nothing else. It would have been able to Platto up, but we were too lazy and wanted to find a place to sleep. It dawned up yet again and another night ride almost dead animals, we wanted to do that to us.
The Cradle Mountain National Park to stand for the next morning! As it is just as Marvin was still with us. So four of us packed thick, for it was rain predicted for the afternoon, and are in the mountains. I only say: "The Lord of the Rings. Since the film was shot in New Zealand and the Tasmanian landscape in places, very reminiscent of New Zealand, as I have already mentioned, it was really hard not to be expected that wild Hobbits pops out behind a bush.
The road was nice, but as I said, bit uncomfortable because of the wet ... so we were peeved at the end of the trip everyone. Orcs least, we have (fortunately) not seen it, although I would have had nothing against a few elves. Hanna and I have an epic "I grab my backpack and I will carry away" game played. That was SO good! Overall we are pretty
gone through the Wombat Pool up to the Lookout on the Crater Lake, then down to Crater case, and finally back through the meadows to Hobbiton, hihi.
were on the way back, Hanna and Anna are on a bridge to photos to make. In the distance I saw the object of desire, a gray, fluffy Wombat, bold and motionless, except for the little mouth chewing ... SO cute! Na, and certainly I say to the girls: "Ooooh, fully cute!" And say: "What want?" And I say: "Huh, it does not photograph the Wombat?" What fürn Wombat? "And suddenly from the rest and take pictures as the wild the same place, they just snapped already had. Except that this time was in focus and not on the Wombat ... a stone. Marvin was equally delighted. They just as lovely in itself, the fat, fluffy critters. And I've first seen him; D and how it is when one has discovered a time, suddenly everywhere that! Until we were back at the camper we have identified for at least 10 others. Gray areas between the hills, half hidden in their burrows, or quite brazenly in the middle of the meadow. Why we had not seen on the way out? I was so lucky to have other people have also noted: "You see the Wombat over there, sweet, right?" "WHAT? WHERE? "Hach, I love it when I first discovered what!
Our stop for the night was to celebrate the day once again a campsite. We have ate and told us horror stories (that was disinclined). Nevertheless, I slept quietly.
For the next day, our last day, was the Lake St. Clair National Park planned. Marvin, who had even the pleasure of climbing up Mount Amos was not joined in, here on the Mount Rufus. Anna has gone with him, Hanna and I were too lazy. We are just the short walk to Platypus Bay and have gone down there to the lake. It was wonderful! The first hour or so we are simply just sat there, enjoying the sights and chatting. No one but us was there. It is only a very small beach, but the lake is huge - the lowest in Australia - Surrounded by green mountains, as the Faakersee in Austria! But on the Lake St. Clair may tretbooteln you not because of the platypus, that is the platypus. I do not know if platypus is the German translation, or whether there is a difference between the two species ... at least we have seen so no way, even though we have kept to the lookout, so they were not interesting. We have seen what else was wenger cute, but very elegant.
Over time, we popped the sun quite nicely on our head and we wanted to cool us, so be careful keyed into the water pure. But Unfortunately, this was again so cold that it is only for one time immersion, and has again passed out. After all, we were refreshed! The rest of the time we spent playing cards. It was evening and the sun made a move to dive behind the trees, so it was really cold in the shade. So we are long with our towels on the beach, always a little further, gerobbt follow the sun until it was the only way out on the stones. Cool, we thought to have intended to warm the day and have crawled over the black rocks. On the idea but are other creatures come ....................
first thought I black, long thing for a stick. Then I saw the snake. In a way, very nice, how she shone in the sun as if it is wet. Nevertheless, we have seen her immediately - which is fatal. Absolutely. Fled we act together our things again, and are cut off. After 2 minutes, then we are collecting break with drawn on game cameras. taking pictures of the snake itself was okay. The animal did not move, apart from the leather-like, red tongue, which shot now and then flashed out from between the teeth, you know, the snake-standard indicated. Very very disgusting! So it seemed at any rate harmless pictures of us to do with the snake. But for more than a picture hath not passed, then suddenly says Hanna, "IH, which is looking at me!" And then the monster still moving. Slowly, as though the battery is charged or not. Well, now creeping back over the stones in the forest, and we thought we shudder before the return trip, but then ... we saw the snake into the water and at one time the creature was swift and disappeared in the depths of the lake. Hanna and I are looking at us, eyes big as plates: Fucking Hell, in the water we just swam yet.
We overcame so unspeakable disgust, that we immediately packed up and are cut off. First we were "IH, a snake," then we were "WOW, a snake," and then "IH, a snake!" Until we were back at the camper and the other, their migration had survived intact, we envied our discovery. Since then threw something like "HAHA, we have seen ne snake and nihicht ihihr!"
After our last common Camper meal - pasta with tomato sauce and tuna! - We are still a bit back towards Hobart down because the next morning we make our good ranger would have wanted and not get up too early. To sleep, we then looked at the still ultra horror film "Pan's Labyrinth", with the most disgusting monster that has ever sprung from the human imagination! Nevertheless, I slept well. The last night in the camper ... somehow We were sad. How much you can connect a car to the heart, incredible. He had his Stratschwierigkeiten, but otherwise he has served really true. Overall, we are 1600km and crossed the island, have seen a whole lot and had an incredible time! Thanks girls (and Marvin, D)!
am, I first come in Hobart for two days, something to rest. Where it will take me next, I do not know. Would work but once again not bad, haha. My money is frittered Mildura again. I admit I have a beautiful new bag and a cool ring made to the Salamanca Market in Hobart at the harbor here. I have plenty of beautiful nails now, Mum and Dad having seen in the webcam that can testify. Since I can now also wear nice rings, haha! That's what I deserve.
I kiss and embrace you with love!
your
Julchen
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Tasmania 17th - 20.03.
Hello lovelies!
a good week I was now sitting pretty in Melbourne verpeilt around, unable to make a decision about it, had me travel should technically go on. Of all the sites I've inspired me and have finally found the motivation to travel with Anna and Hanna Tasmania.
Claudi and Jürgen had me as an experienced Australia-end areas yes "warned" that the island which would be more advanced in the sense that it would be very scenic and some people, maybe boring could find. I was due to this statement is not sure if I should see Tassi at all. But fortunately (thank you thank you thank you) I've decided for me and can only say: It was my best time here! Although there was only one week, I'm so damn seen and experienced, and was just a pure bundle of energy with the girls giggle at rumhopsen and enjoying every minute and eager to capture every second. Just remember nothing! Sometimes I am sometimes almost died, but poisonous snakes and mountain hikes Horror Julia bring with them not to, haha!
Hanna, from Lörrach and I are so on 17.03. increased in Melbourne on the plane and an hour and 5 minutes later in Hobart, Tasmania's capital, got out again. Halfway there, we are still met Lynn and Annie, two girls who we know from Mildura. They would later meet with the two French, and from Mildura in Devonport and working on a potato farm. Clean funny! The plan was to take four to later ... somehow!
Anna is waiting for us with dinner. God, there is probably no person in the world, which is nicer than Anna. She is an angel. I've never seen that she does not laugh. Hearted easy. So we feasted, a happy reunion and spend hours telling, though it was only a week ago that we had seen in Mildura last! Since it was not planned that I go with him, everyone was very happy that I was there too and I'm most happy of course! Good decision, Julchen.
Despite the next morning forthcoming reconnaissance tour of Hobart, we are too late to bed! We were holding verquatscht ... that happens sometimes.
We are through the Elizabeth Mall, along the harbor, in Salamanca, we ate chips (French fries) and in some random parking or coffee from Gloria Jeans drunk, the way, is not as good as the needs of Starbukks, I say. Then we went to the museum, which was really interesting! The history of Tasmania and so on. Really cool anyway. Anna knew no mercy. We were dragged from car rental to rent a car and had to compare prices, etc, because we wanted its own Autochem cruizes around the island. Finally, we went even had the idea in the tourist information center and ask who really helped us out! This is the tourist information centers also such a phenomenon in Australia. Each mini-horse town has one, whether or not open regularly, even in theory there is one. But to be really really do not. If one humbles himself in the snake up and then puts forward his question you will usually only be sent with ner brochure home. I'm thinking: Wow, I'd also themselves can take out of position. But still ... nice Service.
now, but the tourist-information in Hobart has really helped us! The guy has even called for us in the camper for rent and asked if they had a cart for the next day available. And YES, it all seemed to work! We were pleased.
evening we cleaned ourselves and went out Indian food. For the first time in my life. Hanna and I have cried, but instead we had ordered extra MEDIUM. Why not check out the Indians that the Europeans with the spices do not have so. Our taste buds are still functional! We do not need a fire in the throat, what to even perceive. That is not necessary! Was a strange experience, because was really yummy ... unfortunately still too sharp. Shit happens.
This was on 17.03. way. For those of you who do not know why that is there is a significant date, I simply say: St. Patrick's Day. After the meal, so we are in the Irish Pubs in Hobart. A hammer band, a tuning hammer and expensive Guinness. There was so much fun!
We are exhausted Anna had fallen into bed and the next morning alone to get the camper down (mim bus). It would be the only driver since it was the only 21st Our loyal campers we named Ranger. Why is it's a long, silly story, which we have three chickens we enjoyed themselves immensely, this time related to the non-presence, however, completely pointless.
The first stop would be Richmond. A small, sleepy "town" of about two hours south of Hobart. Here is the oldest bridge and the oldest church Australia, who would have thought! Hanna and I had true photo-fits, which lasted the rest of the week, because we just liked everything so well. Even the cheap bridge. A building made of stone on a greenfield site, so perfect unaustralisch! Especially because of the very typical bare, yellow-grassed hills that smuggle in contrast, still in the background of the image. Very poetic!
In Australia, however, you learn quickly that "historically" not worth seeing means. What we here at "historic" is understood to Europeans not even worth mentioning old when we Celtic Stone circles and churches are used from the Middle Ages. All you have to show the Australians have their beginnings with the prisoners-Colonies. A very interesting topic, but has this ever not every house that was built at the time worth a mention in the guidebook, please, thank you. Above all, the system requires for easy entry and EVERY nonsense not to close. Finally, we have therefore decided against a prison in Richmond to view. We knew it was in Port Arthur, our next stop would be a bigger, better and are in for a coffee the village with an English small-town atmosphere, further GEDU again.
Port Arthur also. A large area on which the entire complex of a prison system has remained in ruins, processed and labeled for diligently reading tourists. Admission: $ 23, 5 $ backpacker discount. Wow, thank you. The usher was a nice old man, easily manipulated, and let us in free, HOHO. Unfortunately, wars have become quite late and we had no time to look at. So we perched on a fountain on a bench and have been aggressive easy to see how the ruins in the fading light of the sun were more gloomy. I do not know who started it, but eventually we got ourselves constantly against each other on any view, creepy, atmosphere and ideas that one can think of is chasing us all and animal fear.
man, fortunately I do not have fertile imagination, or would be really hard for the small Julia became the night in the camper somewhere in the nowhere to sleep. Because we are so backpackers, shower only once every 5 days and save us because of the campsite. Gas stoves and accessories we had in the car. So we are by Highway SOMEWHERE bent into the void and have since camped wild ... In addition to the approximately scariest power generator that I've ever heard! We cooked our Nüdelchen with tomato sauce (in the dark, what fun) and are then to bed. How easy
every rustle and crackle to the notice of an early, painful death will do if I my imagination free Let run is really not at all funny. Nevertheless, somehow fascinating ... I was really really scared, while the other two have left and right slumbered calmly next to me. I have insisted that is allowed to be in the Gräbele. Without the hypothetical protection of Anna and Hanna against ... whatever ... I would probably never gone to sleep!
The next day we returned to Port Arthur, for the sake of completeness it all over again to look at rest. Unfortunately, the nice usher was not there anymore, instead a young woman who had the most artificial smile I've ever seen. How festgetackert. Presented permanently their gleaming white teeth. How could the ever talk without closing the mouth once. This has to do but horrible pain in the evening in the jaw muscles!
Well, we have paid our 23 $ and well-behaved, they have an extremely boring Habour-Cruiz by the port and an even more boring guide to get around the grounds. We knew three chickens we make, however interesting, were once again the loudest in more ambient and had our fun in wild absurdity of just about everything.
The prison at Port Arthur in itself is cool and interesting, as I had unangenehmerweise find the ruins have not lost especially in the dusk atmosphere of oppression and torture. The old stones reminded me of Pompeii, so was I "cool. I have something left over for things like that. On the other hand, one could make it all even more interesting if you would give yourself more trouble. And the guide was not bomb-grade. But it was okay. As I said, we had our fun and that's what matters! Moreover, it was a glorious sunny day and we have become brown! This is even after half a year in this country is still important to me! I do not want to come home and present have no outward change.
the evening, we are still quite a bit further up towards the north, the east coast of Tasmania. We have camped at the Nine Mile Beach. One of the most beautiful beaches, I've seen so far, because it was just soooooooo long and completely deserted when we arrived. So hats also not disturbed, as we have our rangers there, just leave. And the beautiful sunset we had dinner (pasta with tomato sauce, who would have thought ...!). Only when I am in the night to the bathroom, we found that we have spent the night next to the last resting place of a kangaroo ... the bones were really scary and I had trouble falling asleep again. Thank you also.
It was wonderful in the morning to wake up, the sun is above the sea, all sparkling, glorious light, shining mother of pearl shells in and not a soul other than a self I took the opportunity again in your heart's content to sing loudly . How I miss that. In the hostel room you must always be so quiet: (But there it was really hammer our front yard, the Nine Mile Beach \u0026lt;3
Soon we are further into the Freycionet National Park, which would only be the first in a series of national parks, Looking back, it was beautiful but the first time we had the experience of our entire trip to Australia. A wild wallaby to feed. We are not the four-meter-long path, towards Wineglass Bay Lookout and as it bounces across the road. Cute, small, Knopfäuglein. Coincidentally, I've just eaten the apple and thought ... why not try to attract it. And OH MY GOD it worked. So I shared my apple with NEM Wallaby ... It was just cute. As it has lifted the pieces so in his claws and nibbled and has looked very very very sweet too ... It could scratch his belly and has even closed his eyes appreciatively. So sweet!
Unfortunately, we were after the apple was eaten, quite lose its charm for the little hop and he has made of soil. Better that way, otherwise we would probably never come loose from him and had not experienced the adventures that we would expect on that day. "
Lookout Coles Bay, Wineglass Bay Lookout then on to. En route we encountered a lot of older gentlemen, So you can imagine that the road was not terribly sophisticated. The better. We have given the two hours needed only one, have made and are 10 photos immediately descend into the Bay Wine Glass started, its beach is one of the most beautiful in the world, haha, I know why!
Perfect shape, protected by mountains on the right and left, shielded behind by vegetated dunes and natural white, warm sand, unbeschmuzt, pure, soft. High spirits as we were, we are of course immediately stormed into the water. That this would be despite 30 ° C outside temperature is freezing cold we could not guess yes! And had advanced to that realization by our IQF brains, unfortunately we had already the entire body into the icy waters submerged. As the girls make nunmal so when they come into contact with cold water, we naturally gekrischen, like crazy when we were back at the surface. We have rumgeplantscht a bit and laugh, we enjoy our life, back to the open sea up to their necks in water.
How was it that we all three have so suddenly and turned around at the right moment to recognize the danger that, I do not know. Maybe we would have had time to swim away ... but as in any of these comedies were bad we just there frozen, - the last breath for a frantic cry wasteful - and glubschten the monster wave that rolled inexorably on us. Hannah had her glasses still on, so maybe she can mitzureiten have the strength at the top of the shaft. She has been watching from above, as Anna and I were completely flushed, complete with bikini-top from the body and break everything. We scoured the surf hard on the beach, the sand that our thighs were quite aufgeschabt. But instead of sometimes realize what had just happened to shut up and come to breathe, we just laughed only. It was so absurd! No idea how we are there again come out alive.
In any case, nobody rushed, despite our enormous noise level of the other beach-hike to our rescue, what nerve! This may of course be due to our cries of pain were indistinguishable from our screaming laughter ... gone stupid. But we were having so still intact and are then not back into the water. We had our beloved Cheesels (cheese chips in tube form) defend against the greedy seagulls! There was no time to swim, even if we wanted to.
When we were back at the parking lot, our water bottles refilled, and had taken a little refreshment to us, nor the whole afternoon ahead of us and since neither our spirits nor our adventure were satisfied, we have chosen one of the "advanced" trails to fill the free time on it. 3 hours (round trip) on Mount Amos, from which we should have a splendid view of the bay, where we had just swum yet. We had to look at us, right?
The warning "for experienced hikers "we have ignored. Not because we are tired of life, but simply because we have assumed that the supposed experience would relate to the endurance. Since we were confident loose three hours, we had no worries. That would be, for in the "path" to a rocky cliff-climbable action, we were only aware than we were already half an hour gone. Then came the warning label that is "down here no more further when wet, since the path can be slippery!", The famous "slippery when wet" just. This award is nice in Australia to say at every single step Sun Something that is difficult to take the case seriously. The sky was just a bit cloudy and it looked as if it might soon be a little drizzle. GOOD thought we hollow pears, then is it not so hot when we rise ... haha.
The farther we went, we were desdo clear that neither our muscles, even our shoes for those walks was provided. After all, Anna had proper hiking shoes ... from Aldi ...
you I can only try to describe what it was like to scramble up there. It was a struggle. It was an adventure. It was also fun to ne a way and in any case, breathtakingly beautiful, already on the road, not just the view at the end! But in between I was thinking real: No. This is not true.
The images must speak for themselves. I mean, there is a high cross-country mountain and NEN's just somewhere random marks on the stones. "Please come up here, the 80 ° slope, as is I could not care less."
re all expectations hats at least not raining, otherwise would be We died because the top safely. We would not have dared to climb down. Or we should have runterschliddern on the ass. The way we have episode even made really! It looks soft on the photos than it actually was, but parts of the road just went over huge, steep cliffs, where there was nothing to hold on to and you had to either blindly trust the profile of your shoes, or you move on all fours. Anders did not. My hands were aufgeschrabbert with blood! My personal favorites so has the play, which went through a crevice. Crevice not climb in the sense of fire, or something, but in terms of a meter wide, perfectly flat rock cliff, in an earthquake, or the like, one column has dragged, which is just wide enough to reinzuquetschen your shoe (be careful that you do not get stuck. pain.).
least two times each of the three of us up there somewhere slipped and almost fell into the abyss. But we had the monster wave survived. As quickly brings us to nix! For your reassurance (I know that some have to do to get your concerns are ...): see on the one image that we were not the only crazies who have ventured as high. Little groups of two or three people, some even alone. Some of them had Gloves: (GEMEIN! The road itself was not particularly long, 1 ½ hours of high, 1 ½ down, but it was just as steep and rocky, and therefore some wars simply just impassable, so we halt doubted. whether in fact once someone other than us this "way" is gone. Were we perhaps relieved to us for the first time someone has come against. Hell yea!
; 
Arriving at the lookout point we first swallowed: "Shit, we're the top!". And then the clouds have disappeared completely and the sun came out. It was windy, so cold, but no matter a damn. The photos are so wonderful! You would have to see. It was just beautiful.
The descent was then almost worse than the climb! My knees have some time just the service failed. I'm not broken or something together, but the suspension is ... failed. Later, each step has felt as if I were a meat bag and would thrown on the rocks: "Wump" And my spine I've still felt nachschlackern. Health was not safe!
some point we were then down again and we had an urgent need for a hot bath, which we ourselves prohibited. Before the camp we wanted to once again into the sea. So we changed the car park and is intended to Honeymoon Bay down. 2 minutes walk. More we would have done any more. But unfortunately, now the sun was already clear it sink into the sea and thus has been previously cold water really threatening about frosty. So we have moved the first time for a swim and sat around nurnoch, exhausted and hungry and have watched the sun go down with. Well, for a few photos Poser has the power then just passed yet; D Hanna and I were in a relationship always mercilessly!
Tasmania 17th - 20.03.
Hello lovelies!
a good week I was now sitting pretty in Melbourne verpeilt around, unable to make a decision about it, had me travel should technically go on. Of all the sites I've inspired me and have finally found the motivation to travel with Anna and Hanna Tasmania.
Claudi and Jürgen had me as an experienced Australia-end areas yes "warned" that the island which would be more advanced in the sense that it would be very scenic and some people, maybe boring could find. I was due to this statement is not sure if I should see Tassi at all. But fortunately (thank you thank you thank you) I've decided for me and can only say: It was my best time here! Although there was only one week, I'm so damn seen and experienced, and was just a pure bundle of energy with the girls giggle at rumhopsen and enjoying every minute and eager to capture every second. Just remember nothing! Sometimes I am sometimes almost died, but poisonous snakes and mountain hikes Horror Julia bring with them not to, haha!
Hanna, from Lörrach and I are so on 17.03. increased in Melbourne on the plane and an hour and 5 minutes later in Hobart, Tasmania's capital, got out again. Halfway there, we are still met Lynn and Annie, two girls who we know from Mildura. They would later meet with the two French, and from Mildura in Devonport and working on a potato farm. Clean funny! The plan was to take four to later ... somehow!
Anna is waiting for us with dinner. God, there is probably no person in the world, which is nicer than Anna. She is an angel. I've never seen that she does not laugh. Hearted easy. So we feasted, a happy reunion and spend hours telling, though it was only a week ago that we had seen in Mildura last! Since it was not planned that I go with him, everyone was very happy that I was there too and I'm most happy of course! Good decision, Julchen.
Despite the next morning forthcoming reconnaissance tour of Hobart, we are too late to bed! We were holding verquatscht ... that happens sometimes.
We are through the Elizabeth Mall, along the harbor, in Salamanca, we ate chips (French fries) and in some random parking or coffee from Gloria Jeans drunk, the way, is not as good as the needs of Starbukks, I say. Then we went to the museum, which was really interesting! The history of Tasmania and so on. Really cool anyway. Anna knew no mercy. We were dragged from car rental to rent a car and had to compare prices, etc, because we wanted its own Autochem cruizes around the island. Finally, we went even had the idea in the tourist information center and ask who really helped us out! This is the tourist information centers also such a phenomenon in Australia. Each mini-horse town has one, whether or not open regularly, even in theory there is one. But to be really really do not. If one humbles himself in the snake up and then puts forward his question you will usually only be sent with ner brochure home. I'm thinking: Wow, I'd also themselves can take out of position. But still ... nice Service.
now, but the tourist-information in Hobart has really helped us! The guy has even called for us in the camper for rent and asked if they had a cart for the next day available. And YES, it all seemed to work! We were pleased.
evening we cleaned ourselves and went out Indian food. For the first time in my life. Hanna and I have cried, but instead we had ordered extra MEDIUM. Why not check out the Indians that the Europeans with the spices do not have so. Our taste buds are still functional! We do not need a fire in the throat, what to even perceive. That is not necessary! Was a strange experience, because was really yummy ... unfortunately still too sharp. Shit happens.
This was on 17.03. way. For those of you who do not know why that is there is a significant date, I simply say: St. Patrick's Day. After the meal, so we are in the Irish Pubs in Hobart. A hammer band, a tuning hammer and expensive Guinness. There was so much fun!
We are exhausted Anna had fallen into bed and the next morning alone to get the camper down (mim bus). It would be the only driver since it was the only 21st Our loyal campers we named Ranger. Why is it's a long, silly story, which we have three chickens we enjoyed themselves immensely, this time related to the non-presence, however, completely pointless.
The first stop would be Richmond. A small, sleepy "town" of about two hours south of Hobart. Here is the oldest bridge and the oldest church Australia, who would have thought! Hanna and I had true photo-fits, which lasted the rest of the week, because we just liked everything so well. Even the cheap bridge. A building made of stone on a greenfield site, so perfect unaustralisch! Especially because of the very typical bare, yellow-grassed hills that smuggle in contrast, still in the background of the image. Very poetic!
In Australia, however, you learn quickly that "historically" not worth seeing means. What we here at "historic" is understood to Europeans not even worth mentioning old when we Celtic Stone circles and churches are used from the Middle Ages. All you have to show the Australians have their beginnings with the prisoners-Colonies. A very interesting topic, but has this ever not every house that was built at the time worth a mention in the guidebook, please, thank you. Above all, the system requires for easy entry and EVERY nonsense not to close. Finally, we have therefore decided against a prison in Richmond to view. We knew it was in Port Arthur, our next stop would be a bigger, better and are in for a coffee the village with an English small-town atmosphere, further GEDU again.
Port Arthur also. A large area on which the entire complex of a prison system has remained in ruins, processed and labeled for diligently reading tourists. Admission: $ 23, 5 $ backpacker discount. Wow, thank you. The usher was a nice old man, easily manipulated, and let us in free, HOHO. Unfortunately, wars have become quite late and we had no time to look at. So we perched on a fountain on a bench and have been aggressive easy to see how the ruins in the fading light of the sun were more gloomy. I do not know who started it, but eventually we got ourselves constantly against each other on any view, creepy, atmosphere and ideas that one can think of is chasing us all and animal fear.
man, fortunately I do not have fertile imagination, or would be really hard for the small Julia became the night in the camper somewhere in the nowhere to sleep. Because we are so backpackers, shower only once every 5 days and save us because of the campsite. Gas stoves and accessories we had in the car. So we are by Highway SOMEWHERE bent into the void and have since camped wild ... In addition to the approximately scariest power generator that I've ever heard! We cooked our Nüdelchen with tomato sauce (in the dark, what fun) and are then to bed. How easy
every rustle and crackle to the notice of an early, painful death will do if I my imagination free Let run is really not at all funny. Nevertheless, somehow fascinating ... I was really really scared, while the other two have left and right slumbered calmly next to me. I have insisted that is allowed to be in the Gräbele. Without the hypothetical protection of Anna and Hanna against ... whatever ... I would probably never gone to sleep!
The next day we returned to Port Arthur, for the sake of completeness it all over again to look at rest. Unfortunately, the nice usher was not there anymore, instead a young woman who had the most artificial smile I've ever seen. How festgetackert. Presented permanently their gleaming white teeth. How could the ever talk without closing the mouth once. This has to do but horrible pain in the evening in the jaw muscles!
Well, we have paid our 23 $ and well-behaved, they have an extremely boring Habour-Cruiz by the port and an even more boring guide to get around the grounds. We knew three chickens we make, however interesting, were once again the loudest in more ambient and had our fun in wild absurdity of just about everything.
The prison at Port Arthur in itself is cool and interesting, as I had unangenehmerweise find the ruins have not lost especially in the dusk atmosphere of oppression and torture. The old stones reminded me of Pompeii, so was I "cool. I have something left over for things like that. On the other hand, one could make it all even more interesting if you would give yourself more trouble. And the guide was not bomb-grade. But it was okay. As I said, we had our fun and that's what matters! Moreover, it was a glorious sunny day and we have become brown! This is even after half a year in this country is still important to me! I do not want to come home and present have no outward change.
the evening, we are still quite a bit further up towards the north, the east coast of Tasmania. We have camped at the Nine Mile Beach. One of the most beautiful beaches, I've seen so far, because it was just soooooooo long and completely deserted when we arrived. So hats also not disturbed, as we have our rangers there, just leave. And the beautiful sunset we had dinner (pasta with tomato sauce, who would have thought ...!). Only when I am in the night to the bathroom, we found that we have spent the night next to the last resting place of a kangaroo ... the bones were really scary and I had trouble falling asleep again. Thank you also.
It was wonderful in the morning to wake up, the sun is above the sea, all sparkling, glorious light, shining mother of pearl shells in and not a soul other than a self I took the opportunity again in your heart's content to sing loudly . How I miss that. In the hostel room you must always be so quiet: (But there it was really hammer our front yard, the Nine Mile Beach \u0026lt;3
Soon we are further into the Freycionet National Park, which would only be the first in a series of national parks, Looking back, it was beautiful but the first time we had the experience of our entire trip to Australia. A wild wallaby to feed. We are not the four-meter-long path, towards Wineglass Bay Lookout and as it bounces across the road. Cute, small, Knopfäuglein. Coincidentally, I've just eaten the apple and thought ... why not try to attract it. And OH MY GOD it worked. So I shared my apple with NEM Wallaby ... It was just cute. As it has lifted the pieces so in his claws and nibbled and has looked very very very sweet too ... It could scratch his belly and has even closed his eyes appreciatively. So sweet!
Unfortunately, we were after the apple was eaten, quite lose its charm for the little hop and he has made of soil. Better that way, otherwise we would probably never come loose from him and had not experienced the adventures that we would expect on that day. "
Lookout Coles Bay, Wineglass Bay Lookout then on to. En route we encountered a lot of older gentlemen, So you can imagine that the road was not terribly sophisticated. The better. We have given the two hours needed only one, have made and are 10 photos immediately descend into the Bay Wine Glass started, its beach is one of the most beautiful in the world, haha, I know why!
Perfect shape, protected by mountains on the right and left, shielded behind by vegetated dunes and natural white, warm sand, unbeschmuzt, pure, soft. High spirits as we were, we are of course immediately stormed into the water. That this would be despite 30 ° C outside temperature is freezing cold we could not guess yes! And had advanced to that realization by our IQF brains, unfortunately we had already the entire body into the icy waters submerged. As the girls make nunmal so when they come into contact with cold water, we naturally gekrischen, like crazy when we were back at the surface. We have rumgeplantscht a bit and laugh, we enjoy our life, back to the open sea up to their necks in water.
How was it that we all three have so suddenly and turned around at the right moment to recognize the danger that, I do not know. Maybe we would have had time to swim away ... but as in any of these comedies were bad we just there frozen, - the last breath for a frantic cry wasteful - and glubschten the monster wave that rolled inexorably on us. Hannah had her glasses still on, so maybe she can mitzureiten have the strength at the top of the shaft. She has been watching from above, as Anna and I were completely flushed, complete with bikini-top from the body and break everything. We scoured the surf hard on the beach, the sand that our thighs were quite aufgeschabt. But instead of sometimes realize what had just happened to shut up and come to breathe, we just laughed only. It was so absurd! No idea how we are there again come out alive.
In any case, nobody rushed, despite our enormous noise level of the other beach-hike to our rescue, what nerve! This may of course be due to our cries of pain were indistinguishable from our screaming laughter ... gone stupid. But we were having so still intact and are then not back into the water. We had our beloved Cheesels (cheese chips in tube form) defend against the greedy seagulls! There was no time to swim, even if we wanted to.
When we were back at the parking lot, our water bottles refilled, and had taken a little refreshment to us, nor the whole afternoon ahead of us and since neither our spirits nor our adventure were satisfied, we have chosen one of the "advanced" trails to fill the free time on it. 3 hours (round trip) on Mount Amos, from which we should have a splendid view of the bay, where we had just swum yet. We had to look at us, right?
The warning "for experienced hikers "we have ignored. Not because we are tired of life, but simply because we have assumed that the supposed experience would relate to the endurance. Since we were confident loose three hours, we had no worries. That would be, for in the "path" to a rocky cliff-climbable action, we were only aware than we were already half an hour gone. Then came the warning label that is "down here no more further when wet, since the path can be slippery!", The famous "slippery when wet" just. This award is nice in Australia to say at every single step Sun Something that is difficult to take the case seriously. The sky was just a bit cloudy and it looked as if it might soon be a little drizzle. GOOD thought we hollow pears, then is it not so hot when we rise ... haha.
The farther we went, we were desdo clear that neither our muscles, even our shoes for those walks was provided. After all, Anna had proper hiking shoes ... from Aldi ...
you I can only try to describe what it was like to scramble up there. It was a struggle. It was an adventure. It was also fun to ne a way and in any case, breathtakingly beautiful, already on the road, not just the view at the end! But in between I was thinking real: No. This is not true.
The images must speak for themselves. I mean, there is a high cross-country mountain and NEN's just somewhere random marks on the stones. "Please come up here, the 80 ° slope, as is I could not care less."
re all expectations hats at least not raining, otherwise would be We died because the top safely. We would not have dared to climb down. Or we should have runterschliddern on the ass. The way we have episode even made really! It looks soft on the photos than it actually was, but parts of the road just went over huge, steep cliffs, where there was nothing to hold on to and you had to either blindly trust the profile of your shoes, or you move on all fours. Anders did not. My hands were aufgeschrabbert with blood! My personal favorites so has the play, which went through a crevice. Crevice not climb in the sense of fire, or something, but in terms of a meter wide, perfectly flat rock cliff, in an earthquake, or the like, one column has dragged, which is just wide enough to reinzuquetschen your shoe (be careful that you do not get stuck. pain.).
least two times each of the three of us up there somewhere slipped and almost fell into the abyss. But we had the monster wave survived. As quickly brings us to nix! For your reassurance (I know that some have to do to get your concerns are ...): see on the one image that we were not the only crazies who have ventured as high. Little groups of two or three people, some even alone. Some of them had Gloves: (GEMEIN! The road itself was not particularly long, 1 ½ hours of high, 1 ½ down, but it was just as steep and rocky, and therefore some wars simply just impassable, so we halt doubted. whether in fact once someone other than us this "way" is gone. Were we perhaps relieved to us for the first time someone has come against. Hell yea!
; Arriving at the lookout point we first swallowed: "Shit, we're the top!". And then the clouds have disappeared completely and the sun came out. It was windy, so cold, but no matter a damn. The photos are so wonderful! You would have to see. It was just beautiful.
The descent was then almost worse than the climb! My knees have some time just the service failed. I'm not broken or something together, but the suspension is ... failed. Later, each step has felt as if I were a meat bag and would thrown on the rocks: "Wump" And my spine I've still felt nachschlackern. Health was not safe!
some point we were then down again and we had an urgent need for a hot bath, which we ourselves prohibited. Before the camp we wanted to once again into the sea. So we changed the car park and is intended to Honeymoon Bay down. 2 minutes walk. More we would have done any more. But unfortunately, now the sun was already clear it sink into the sea and thus has been previously cold water really threatening about frosty. So we have moved the first time for a swim and sat around nurnoch, exhausted and hungry and have watched the sun go down with. Well, for a few photos Poser has the power then just passed yet; D Hanna and I were in a relationship always mercilessly!
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