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Finding My Way Back to Port Macquarie
Friday 22nd April 2011 – Port Macquarie, Australia
My search for work in Australia so far has seen me travel the entire East Coast, stopping briefly here and there. I have followed the advice of many people regarding where to look and when to look for it, but I decided to use my own initiative, and it paid off. I am on my way to Port Macquarie (Again!)
With a job waiting for me at Port Macquarie Backpackers as a cleaner, it was the chance I needed to cut my spending right down and to look for a paid job in the meantime. Of course there was the added bonus that I like Port Macquarie, and the owners of the hostel also. It all seems to be falling into place now.
I packed my bags and said my goodbyes to Newcastle, then set off again on a crowded greyhound bus towards Port Mac. I was gutted when I suddenly realised I had left my travel towel in the dormitory back in Newcastle. I had become very attached to this towel, but I guess I have left it in a place I loved, and so part of me will always be there (Unless somebody else takes the towel with them of course). Oh well!
Onward I went and once in Port Macquarie I was picked up again by Tony and taken back to the hostel. After checking in I was given a run down on everything I needed to know for tomorrow and onward, and I felt ready to begin my work. I start tomorrow at 9:30am, and work for about 3 – 4 hours, or until all the work was done. I am used to hard work and so I will put everything into this job as I always do. I was lucky to have it.
Being Easter the hostel was full, and all about town people flocked in their numbers. It was busy down by the water when I took a walk later in the evening, and many people were gathered with friends and family for barbecues and picnics. I stayed until late and queued up for a fish n chips takeaway. Once ordered I was told there was about an hours waiting list and was given my number. Given the gap between my number and the number currently on the screen, I knew an hour was about right. I took myself away and enjoyed the events taking place outside.
I felt that familiar comforting feeling as I sat on a bench that evening. It was good to be back in Port Macquarie. Although it is not the place for a wild night out, it is certainly a place to relax and to enjoy yourself. I had to smile as I sat and waited for my takeaway which was ordered 1 hour 30 minutes ago now. The wait was worth it though, and I walked back to the hostel fueled up and ready for my work to begin the following day.
Written by Daniel Stevens,
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