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Sunday 28 October 2007

Thursday 25 October 2007

CARETAKER MODE

No I'm not talking about the state of the Australian public service now that the 24 November election has been called, I'm talking about my life in Edinburgh. When I was planning out my travels (as well as agreeing to pre-determined dates for travel) I didn't really think about how this would impact my life up here. I always intended to take my time settling in, enjoy the Edinburgh festivals and find somewhere permanent to live without putting too much pressure on myself to find a job immediately. So I spent the last two weeks in August walking around, exploring, watching shows, soaking up the festival vibe, relaxing back into a more stable life after five weeks of travelling around Eastern Europe on a pretty tight schedule.

By the time I found my fantastic new flatshare and settled in here, it was early September. At this stage, my Greece trip was only four weeks away. I registered with three recruitment agencies but they weren't having much luck finding me short-term jobs. With their assurance that they could find me work once I returned from my holiday, I accepted that I was looking at another few weeks of unemployment, shifted into "caretaker mode" and resolved to tighten the purse strings. Drawing on some more of my Aussie savings, I had a fantastic time entertaining the friends I had visiting from London, York and Aus during the rest of September.

Greece was amazing, and on arriving back in the UK the first thing I did was contact all my recruiters in addition to signing on with a new agency. Two weeks in and still no work has eventuated. Now they're complaining that it's difficult to find roles that end before 30 November, which is my last day in Edinburgh before travelling to London and on to Australia for the summer. And it's not like I'm being fussy here. Despite my work background and experience, I've told them I'll fill in on reception, be a filing monkey, type letters, anything!

So I don't know if this is typical of the Edinburgh job market, whether they just don't go in for short-term temping assignments, or whether the four recruitment agencies I've chosen are completely rubbish. Regardless, the thought of another five weeks in caretaker mode with no income is annoying me immensely. I'm now inquiring about working at an internet cafe with one of my flatmates. The money is abysmal, but it might just mean I get paid to play on Facebook and piss around online. Which, if you think about it, technically makes it my dream job :-)

Monday 8 October 2007

GREECE

I've just come back from a week of sailing, napping, drinking, eating, swimming, climbing, laughing and motorbiking in Greece. It was so much fun. There were 11 of us on the trip sailing two yachts: Cloud Nine (aka The Sausage Boat) and Suki. We flew into Preveza and collected the boats at Perigiali, which is on the island of Lefkada, then embarked on seven days of adventures that took us to ports and bays in Meganisi, Kefalonia, Ithaca, Kalamos and probably other islands I've forgotten.

The mornings were spent finding secluded bays in which to swim and eat lunch, afternoons were spent sailing and once docked in the evening we were free to explore, drink, go out for dinner, drink, dance, drink and swim. And drink. It was the perfect holiday.

I was a bit nervous about spending a week on a yacht, because I'm not exactly a big fan of either the sun or the sea, but it turned out to be fantastic. I went swimming every day, learned how to sail a yacht (well, little bits anyway), and ate enormous amounts of food despite thinking beforehand that I don't even like Greek cuisine. I should have known I could find delicious food anywhere!

I've made a list of some special achievements, many of which happened under the influence of alcohol and most of which are going to sound completely random out of context. Here goes:

FUNNIEST QUOTE: Brendan
His comment about spraining a nose on the second night was gold, then he excelled himself with his call about French birds after the Kiwis lost the rugby to France. Don't even ask.

MOST INJURIES: Judy
Whilst I shot into an early lead by cracking myself on the head with a banana lounge and bruising my backside after falling down a hole on the first day, Judy raced ahead by injuring her thumb, getting stung by a jellyfish, developing a nasty sun rash and getting some seriously impressive bruises in places even more uncomfortable than mine.

BEST DUMMY SPIT: Andy
After six days of skippering a yacht full of non-sailors without even raising his voice, an unprovoked assault of ice cubes by some tossers on the table behind us during the All Blacks game flipped him over the edge and he pelted them with bread, baskets and souvlaki. It was too funny. They left pretty quickly after that.

MOST STRATEGIC USE OF A CAMERA: Benny
Who would have thought it would be so useful to take a camera to the little bar in Frikes (a village with only 23 inhabitants)? Benny Benny Benny Benny! Watching the two stars of those photos looking at them the next day with absolutely no recollection of the events they captured was priceless. The poor young Greek barman is probably in therapy.

MOST CONSISTENTLY DRU
NK AND DISORDERLY:
I won't name names, but someone woke up one night with her knickers around her neck and peanuts strewn all over her cabin. If that's not damn fine drunken behaviour I don't know what is. That same person also came in second for most memorable quote: while seven of us were having a loud and boisterous swim off the yacht at around 2am on our last night, the poor Germans in the neighbouring boat dared to shush us and got sworn at in reply. The exact words were "who the f*ck are you?" Hehe. How dare they expect a good night's sleep moored alongside Cloud Nine anyway? I thought everyone would have radioed ahead and warned people about us by then!


There are too many funny, drunken stories to recount here, and I don't particularly want to embarrass people (least of all myself) so I'll leave it at that. It was a fantastic holiday, and I'm braced for a huge comedown when I return to real life. But it was definitely worth it for the week-long high of a great holiday with awesome people and beautiful scenery. Aaahhh, the serenity.