Last days at Cronulla Beach

Hanging around at Cronulla Beach
So after a few days not finding work or a decent bar in Glebe we decided to leave this place very quickly. Our plane to New Zealand departs from Sydney, so we would have visit this place again in the future.
We found a hostel on the most southern beach of Sydney, Cronulla Beach, home of the famous 2005 Cronulla riots, where a lifeguard was stabbed by a Lebanese immigrant, followed by some of the worst riots ever (think Hutu – Tutsi style but without the casualties)
We stayed at the Cronulla Beach YHA, one of the most easy going, no worries kinda hostel we EVER stayed in. Kitchen with a free pool table, lounge/tv room with plenty of free movies and nobody seemed to have a worry in the world. Nice.

Party at Cronulla Beach YHA
Everybody tells you stories about when they went to a place where it was party all day and night, but you always kinda imagine it’s a load of crap. However here… it isn’t.
The evidence is provided… The picture shows you Tommy, passed out (again) and what happens when one person says: “Hey, I’m feeling creative, give me a pen”. Compared to 12-steps Fergo from Forrie Hills, Tommy really had a problem. One night it seemed funny to cut his hair and put a bottle in his arse. Hey it was safe, the bottle wore a condom.
Obviously, passing out drunk in here is very dangerous…

We found work
After some phonecalls we found work and we learned another valuable lesson.
The first weeks in Australia we hooked up with the Harvest Hotline for $ 120, a one year membership fee. What they do is give you phonenumbers from working hostels, who provide the work. So just like Woodstock Manor, they gave us the number of Vickey from Mildura. This time we checked it out on the internet, and this is how they work: Vickey promises you on the phone that you will be able to work 5, even 6 days a week. But when you get there you just get enough work to pay for food and your accomodation and to have some extra cash in your pockets. That way you stay longer and they earn more from the accomodation.
That was the last time we phoned the Harvest Hotline. Instead we looked up some farmers and phoned them directly.
That’s how we got a job in the lovely KYABRAM, Victoria. About two hours north from Melbourne. We will be picking pears for a few weeks, sounds fun… and hot!