A few outings that didn’t quite fit into the last post. Neil Young in the Hunter Valley, Tuba Skinny epic-osity, Manly Beach and Bondi Beach hikes, Cockatoo Island.
By the by: amongst all the touring I have actually managed to get some regular work! Ironically I only had to temporarily give up on teaching, go to the “Australian Barista School” and apply at coffee shops for 48 hours to get my first casual call. 7-9 am trial at a coffee shop; 6:57 am get a call from a pre-school. Life you are not without a sense of humour. Needless to say I did an about turn, ran (well, briskly hobbled) back home to change and made it to in-my-field work just in time. Since then it’s been pretty steady shifts at said pre-school learning how to work with an adorable developmentally delayed little gal. May I just say that I have so much respect and admiration for people who do this type of vocation full-time. As well subbing in primary schools has also picked up which is going really well. Thank goodness. School’s out at the moment but will start up again in two weeks…in the meantime my tutor training for the refugee program starts this weekend; I’m pumped! Curtis has been jet-setting around Oz for his job, but should finally land at home long enough for us to have a movie date or something. Maybe we can just sit in the dark and read. He’s been working really hard in Adelaide, Melbourne, Brisbane and tiny hard to pronounce townships. He’s grown a beard to look older so co-workers don’t find out what a precocious little renaissance he is. They think he’s just a run-of-the-mill mid-30s renaissance. What a tricksy fox you are Curtis!