Vegemite sandwhich

Its really hard to get a good surfing picture because the amount of time that either of us is standing isnt that long and its hard to find you out there. But for now this is the best one of me. Not much, but i think im on my way to standing up in this one. Eventually maybe we will have a picture that actually proves that we can surf but in the meantime this is it. Now I'm working on getting up on the wave before it crashes and actually riding along the wave instead of being pushed infront by the whitewater...Both Mike and myself are getting so much better though, its actually starting to seem like more fun than hard work.

Still looking for a job. Lots of places don't seem to eager to hire travellers and places like KFC don't want to invest all of their extensive training in me...go figure. I'm going to stop talking about jobs because it seems like it jinxs things everytime expect that somehow I managed to get an interview for GREENPEACE (seriously). I signed up for their aquatic strike team, specializing in japanese whaling boats and texas owned south pacific oil rigs...

The picture beside this is the view from my bed in our room. Its really not all that bad, except for the bed bugs or whatever keeps on biting me in the middle of night. You can see our surfboard, which we keep over the drawers, mikes bed, my beach hat (the biggest one that i could find). Theres not really all that much else in the room except for our wicked stereo, which is my ipod and 20 dollar speakers, but it does the job. I dont know if its a Sydney thing but the air is so damp where we are that anything that you bring to the ocean, will never dry in our rooms. After a day the smell gets so bad, it can choke you. Our landlord is really annoying, stops by just about every night to tell us a story of his other houses where people are loud and how he kicks them out, or starts fixing something then just leaves it half done for a week until we remind him. Also unfortunatly, I cant see which way the toilet flushes because it just seems to go straight down, but i will investigate further. AND i tried vegemite, its really as vile as it looks and smells.Other than that, its really not that bad, got what we payed for so no complaints.

WARNING: Only for anyone that has spent more than about 12 hours in golftown. If your name isnt Dad, Terry, Hilton, Eli or even Justin (but recently i wonder...) you should turn back right now. You've been warned. I meant to write this down earlier, before i forgot. In Australia to determine your handicap, there are certain days where everyone going out has to play medal (ball in the hole). So its basically tournament play on that day, and after everyone has played what they do is take something like the 15th percentile and use that to figure out everyones handicaps who played that day. So no courses or tees for that matter have a slope rating, you just have to hope that you get out there on a day when everyone else sucks. The people that took me golfing the first week i was here said that handicaps in australia typically play harder than anywhere else ("i know a chap from SA who played off a 9 and when he got here he was a 12...is that a dingo", im pretty sure thats what they said). Thought it was a weird way of doing it, but it seems that most things here are weird anyways.