In Which I Cheat Death Yet Again

I have recently developed a routine of slouching listlessly around, hungry, bored and deeply worried, aimlessly wandering to a random location, sighing deeply and then wandering somewhere else.  The work I do for my accommodation doesn't provide much distraction either.  This morning I was asked to paint a room which I couldn't get into, using a pot of paint that didn't exist.  I would like to say this is unusual, but it really isn't.

However my self pity fuelled moping was rudely interupted by news that me and Bob now have work.  Come Sunday, we hop onto a bus bound for somewhere called Mareeba where we shall tend the curved yellow fruit that the aboriginal inhabitants of this land refer to as a "banana".  We have been repeatedly told that this is the dirtiest and hardest of all the various harvesting jobs, so hurray - I guess.  There was also the initial worry that we'd have to hump the bunches around (average weight: 90kg.  Bob's weight in his shoes and socks: 70kg), but apparently the fruit isn't yet ripe so we'll primarily be tying and tethering and whatever other things one does to bananas.  Sing them to sleep perhaps?  I confidently predict I will be profoundly sick of banana's on a level I can't currently comprehend three months from now.

But it is work.  More important yet, it is paid work.  This is a relief.  I currently spend about half my waking hours fantasising about the food I will buy once I have money in my bank account, once I've indulged in the unbelievably decadent luxuries of doing my laundry and getting a haircut.

Korbi won't be coming with us.  He has fallen in love with a girl from the hostel called Poppy.  The German method of courtship appears to be pester a girl and keep trying to put the lips on her until she gives up and lets you.  This went on till about six in the morning, at a volume that made it impossible for anyone else in the room to get any sleep.  

In other news, yesterday was Australia day.  Congratulations Australia.  Of all the countries I've been to, you are, without doubt, the Australiest.