It’s been over a month since I last posted a blog to which I blame the migration and sheer ease of settling in to an Australian lifestyle.
Gord and I are still in Perth, we’re still room sharing and still working. I can’t speak entirely for Gord, but I’m sure he would share similar views, Perth has been one of my favourite destinations on the whole trip. There is something truly special about Perth.
In Perth one can wake up to a sunny morning with barely a cloud in the sky,
stroll to work or catch the free public bus to the centre, say pardon or excuse me and receive a “no worries” reply as you accidently block someone’s path. Every morning I’ve been happy to get up at the crack of dawn and amble down the street to work. I could wax lyrical about Perth, it would be so easy to do so.
What jobs are we doing?
I’m in IT support and Gord is a Keyboard Monkey (his own words!). He’s working for a small firm who receive letters and documents regarding court cases and he enters the required data in to a database. He describes his job as mind-numbingly boring, to put it mildly.
I feel bad that he’s doing that as I’m really enjoying my job at Aecom ANZ, I’ve got a great group of work colleagues that I’m sharing my spare time with also and with the job I’m always meeting new people. I’m just a support monkey, to try to paraphrase Gord, and our small team is the sole IT support for the whole building housing 500 staff. It’s not challenging and my brain is yearning for a challenge, but it’s so fast paced you can’t get bored.
Is the Australian lifestyle so much different to the UK?
Yes, it really is. I sense a work-hard play-hard ethic to life, this view has been met with great debate but even so, at Aecom we tend to share a Friday evening with the work colleagues around us.
It’s expensive here in Perth and I’m excited to check-out the East coast, especially after reports that most things are half the price to Perth. It’s very easy to spend $100 on a night out and still not feel the effects of alcohol.
The playing-hard ethic, this is something else – Sunday sessions. Read further in to the name given and Australians and those alike will go to a bar on an afternoon, usually when sport is involved and drink until well past dusk. Jeez, I hate working on a hangover. Hats off to them though!
Everyone is incredibly friendly here, the pleases and thankyous come out in
force as well as a genuine feeling of a content state. The only times the level of content is questioned is when a foreigner is involved in a misdemeanour of manners; be it British, Asian or any other ethnicity.
The weather here is incredible. We’ve had 2 days of rain since being here – this will be a problem come summer though. The scorching sun makes for weekend fun at the beach, failing miserably to surf but happily soaking up the cancerous UV rays due to an uncovered ozone layer.
Have we done anything except work?
Of course! We generally don’t do anything on weekdays – I do a lot of overtime and don’t get home until 8pm most evenings. Weekends however are our own, so we try and experience the suburbs and sights around and outside of Perth city. As it has been a long time since posting my last blog, I’ll bullet point what we have done:
- Western Australia Australian Football Grand Final – Subiaco Oval Stadium
- Bought tickets to the final – Swan District vs Claremont
- Players run the length of 2 soccer pitches for 2 hours punching and kicking the ball and players (smaller than a rugby ball)
- 6 points for kicking the ball in the centre goal, 1 point for the goals eitherside
- Swan District won by 1 point, 100 to 99
- The Pinnacles Desert
- Perth Glory Soccer – niB Stadium
- The well-known verteran Robbie Fowler plays for glory and is a hero
- Disappointingly it ended 0-0 vs Gold Coast
- Fremantle and Cottesloe
- Both have beaches, Cottesloe has crisp, white sand, traditional fish and chip shops and generally much quieter
- Fremantle is the busier, but has a poor beach. The Little Creatures Brewery has a bar serving local brews with a young, yuppie hang out
- Scarborough beach
- Fantastic spot to surf and jump waves
- Failed miserably to surf but on the plus side Gord face planted in to the sand
- Subiaco and Innaloo
- Our friends Mark and Kerry live in Innaloo
- Mark and Kerry, a cool South African couple, have generously lent us a Holden Barina (Vauxhall Corsa) for us to use on weekends around Perth
- Kirsty and Kristina, another cool Kiwi and British flatmate mix. Kirsty I know through work we have spent time chilling at the beach and Pinnacles
- Drinking hole highlights include
- CBD, The Garden, Squires, The Queens
We’re still in Perth working for the next month. My contract has been extended with Aecom until start of November. Gord and I are going our separate ways for a month, housing issues, I’m moving in with Mark and Kerry and Gord with a work colleague. We only need it for 3 weeks and renting properties is usually for longer.
Mark and Kerry have some stories from their childhoods, but you couldn’t meet a more generous and cool couple as these guys. They have a Golden Retriever call Lexy, I can’t wait to move in!
The dates all tie in nicely to when Gord and I head to Adelaide to meet Claire, Loz and Karl for our next epic 3 week-long leg to begin – following the coast from Adelaide to Brisbane in a Station Wagon!
Theoretically, would I move here?
With one small doubt, yes I would. My health being the major factor – medical bills for private CF health care is pretty high. I’d need an excellently paid job to pay for them.
Although Australia has a reciprocal health agreement with the UK, sadly, it does not cover pre-existing medical conditions. Damn!
Realistically I’m not contemplating coming back out to Australia to work/settle for a long time. It could happen, but with a return to the UK for Christmas I do have plans to stay in the UK.
Cystic Fibrosis related problems?
None, thankfully. I’m in reasonable health but still not fully content with how it’s behaving, especially with my cough. My main gripe is when I talk to people, I constantly have to clear my throat mid-sentence. I not only find this rude, but fairly disgusting too.
I don’t have my DNAse with me; it helps break down the waste in my lungs that’s left from constantly fighting off the infection. I’m getting a fair amount of exercise but still not enough. For the time being I am fine and don’t envisage any problems from now until my return to the UK.
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