Yesterday the Richmond Tigers AFL (aussie football league) walked through the departures area, clad in uniform, and no doubt on their way to high-altitude training in the states, like the Collingwood team the week before. I wonder which AFL team will walk through next Tuesday??
Loving my job a little bit....get paid to flirt (hehehehe wink!), the vodka's been selling well, and although the samples may not be flying off my tray, no worries! (that's Australian for 'no problem'. Other phrases: 'how you going?' = how's it going; lollies = any sort of candy, sweet, or chocolate; chewie = gum; toilet = washroom; rubbish = trash; bin = trash can; tram = streetcar, etc etc etc)
Starting to make a few friendships with work people, which makes the day go faster, but man there are bitches at any workplace!!! Like I care....in two and a half weeks I'll never see them again. Plus, they might even get a piece of my mind if they're working that Saturday ;)
Im looking forward to going to Perth and I've been reading up on WA (Western Australia) and I'll be taking notes and making a plan for where I wanna travel (my papa taught me well!). So far I'll be going to Fremantle and Rottnest Island while in Perth, and I wanna go to Monkey Mia to volunteer to feed dolphins for a few days, up to Broome for the wet season (and maybe go back for the dry season when I do Darwin closer to June), Kalgoorlie-Boulder, and maybe Albany. I was gonna do the wineries in Margaret River, but there were huge bush fires there last week so I don't know if anything is still standing....I'll find out more when I get there. I'm mostly looking forward to chilling on a beach for a week ;P
today is Friday, I PROMISE I'll post tonight, since I'm not going out for my usual few in an hour ;)
xoxoxo
ODE TO A DAUGHTER
ReplyDeleteThis saga tells of a daughter
who left her native Canada
to travel the land DownUnder,
a country called Australia.
She found a job peddling vodka
while staying at good friend Tony.
There's no stopping this Sheila,
a flirt with footballers, AKA HOTT.
She complains of bitches everywhere
and notes the entry in her blog.
It's a dog-eat-dog world out there,
adds Papa with a nod.
She talks of travel to Broome
to see animals, sights and more rocks.
With 178mm of rain in January,
You'll have flashbacks of Ireland, really!
Have fun in your travel
stay safe, live and be glad.
Enjoy the beaches of Fremantle
and that's all from dear old Dad.
This Toilet Poet forgot to kiss
ReplyDeletea daughter we dearly miss.
As for the lesson from your old man:
"plan the travel, then travel the plan".
XXOO