Good morning to my English friends and family. I realise that I write these posts at silly o’clock for you guys, but we all need something to read in the morning so why not this?
I’ve been a productive boy since I arrived. I’ve passed a course, I’ve started work, set-up a bank account, sorted out my tax and (almost) got myself a phone contract. This doesn’t sound like much, but when you’re doing it as a Brit in Australia, then it’s an achievement in itself. Don’t get me wrong, it’s well worth the rigmarole of paperwork just to be here, but of course I’m complaining just for something to complain about, because I’m English and that’s what we do.
Since I arrived I’ve been waiting for my bank card to arrive for 2 weeks, supplied Vodafone with everything bar my inside leg measurement and still have to go back tomorrow just to get a sim-card, and I’ve been shafted by their version of emergency tax (which is about 50%) and won’t get that back until I do a tax return next year. Bloody Aussie Government.
It’s not a lot to complain about really, just minor inconvenience. It’s like drinking a pint with a fly in it, it’s not gonna stop me enjoying the pint, but I wish it would have landed in somebody else’s.
Speaking of pints, it didn’t take me long to find out that they don’t exist here. Over here they call them “schooners” and have about 425ml of beer in them. Now this would normally take some adjusting, but it’s actually a fantastic measurement. 2 schooners is the perfect day drinking amount to get that “every so slightly drunk” feeling. Mitchell & Webb sum it up perfectly here: The Inebriati. It’s the most productive level of drunk you will ever find.
Working in bars here is pretty cool too, everyone is mostly chilled out and people let you get away with a lot more and are much happier to throw some banter at you when they find out you’re a pome. I’m gonna be milking that for the duration I reckon.
Other than that, I’ve taken a few bike rides, wrote a little bit more of the fantasy novel I’ve been working on for about a year (new scenery and being able to build sandcastles has helped with creativity) and almost stayed up until 3am to watch Arsenal take a spanking from Liverpool- thank God I fell asleep.
This one is going to be a short one, mainly because I’ve just been sorting shit out and will be hopefully working a lot more over the coming weeks to save up for November. In the meantime, I’ll also be trekking up Mount Warning with my wonderful sister soon, so will hopefully have some cracking pictures to share from that. I’ve also now got an Instagram, so follow me @malzjames to get a few more snapshots of my travels.
Whether you’re keeping up with these regularly or just stopping in every now and again, thanks for reading and any suggestions on where to explore are always welcome.
Peace up, A-Town down