Itchy Feet

Finally I only have three days left of work, I cannot stand my supervisor so much she can make me feel sick with one look. I have enjoyed Melbourne and living in our house, life here is very easy there's lots of live music, festivals and events, eating out is cheap and good as well, However I find it slightly mundane and need to get away. I did enjoy and will miss some parts of work, like moaning about how shit it is, and laughing a lot about really childish things because we have all gone slightly insane with boredom, thankfully the people I work with are really cool.
Anyway we leave on Tuesday to Tasmania, it looks like a really beautiful place so next blog there should be some pictures, we are starting on a farm in Mount Creek as soon as we arrive which we will stay on for a week I just hope i don't they want me to put my hand up a cows arse, I don't know why but for some reason I always think of that, must be a childhood memory of Emmerdale Farm I have.
Paul

Nearly as beautiful as Port Albert...

but not quite Lisa! nah we had a fantastic time on the Great Ocean Road after a pretty lunatic time trying to pick up the car from the airport which included me stopping random passersby and offering them ten dollars to take us to Mareno Road - two people actually agreed to - one guy who was so baked he could hardly open his eyes and another guy who seemed almost physically distressed that he couldn't help us (the flaw in my genius plan being that I had no idea where Mareno Road actually was). After a perfect sunset we realised that making it to a campsite and setting up the tent in the dark was going to be interesting - we actually ended up camping in a carpark which was...cold and uncomfortable but did mean we got a perfect sunrise over Loch Ard Gorge, our favourite place on the Road. After that the whole trip was a bit less faulty towers except for the bit where it got really windy and the camping nerds on either side of us had their tent falls down, cue for me to stride around obnoxiously saying 'ours held up okay' (little did they know it was because paul woke me in the middle of the night going 'soph the tents falling down', and then fell asleep leaving me to crawl around in the dark banging in pegs, which was sweet of him) We also liked the Indian family who brought their own box of rice to the pizza restaurant to be microwaved and the 5 old ladies who brought 8 bottles of wine (this was after me and paul had been unsure to eat there cos we looked slightly scruffy). We also camped next to the angriest family in australia who only communicated with high volume swearing including to the five year old who got the sleeping bag a bit wet (he sure won't make that mistake again the 'STUPID LITTLE FUCKER', as he was apparently called) In between these comedy highlights there was a lot of beautiful scenery and being very overexcited and loving our car which was a beast and only 14 pounds a day to hire.
so we are now counting down the days till the end of work (i will actually miss mine cos the people are fun) and the start of our Tasmanian adventure. we have sorted out our farms and flights and the rest should be easy.
love to all and sorry for the gap between updates - when we get on the move again we should have more to report, not that Melbourne hasn't been wicked but average day to day happiness isn't easy to make witty and exciting entries of (and my entries are always witty and exciting right!?)
Most importantly Happy 21st to Harri, my all time favourite sister (!) Have a great day!
Sophie xxx