Three months in...and still alive!

So I have been here just over three months now. It does feel like much longer though not because my time is dragging. There are very few days when I have, to coin a phrase from Dulcie, 'sat on my a**e all day.'Three months and no snakes! That's good! It just goes to show that either they are as shy as everyone here says they are or I've walked past dozens oblivious dicing with death!. I am not so bothered by creepy crawlies as I was. Let's face it...I am part human part, mosquito now. The sight of a cockroach would have sent shivers down my spine 3 months ago and I would have backed away and got Will but now I go after them with a vengeance. I haven't seen that many spiders either and no redbacks...mind you I don't know what they look like if I bumped into one so perhaps I did and didn't know. I do have a rather sore lump on my inner thigh...but I suspect that was the gift of a sand fly.The weather...It's hot!...but the heat has not overly bothered me yet. Even Will thinks I have acclimatised better than he has. When we were down at the Clarence I felt quite chilly and if it had been that temperature in the UK everyone would have been on the beach smiling with joy. I still have lots to learn...at the beach the other day I put on the sunblock but did not  reapply after my dip and after spending the day sat in the sun wearing my sunglasses, spent the evening sat at the table looking like a red  panda!Like most Australians I do now look forward to rain...who would have though it? Water is definitely more precious here and you look out at the wilting greenery and just wish it would rain. I love the storms. I love the way they build up after a hot day and you see them rolling in. I have seen more forked lightning in three months than in the past thirty years in the UK.Things do seem much bigger here...apart from the spiders...vegetables and fruit seem much bigger here than in the UK. I was driving back from dropping Will off at work this morning (Yes, he has gone back) and I nearly crashed Roxy when I spotted what looked like a large fawn coloured antelope lying dead on the footpath....it was actually a leaf! A flippin' big leaf! A palm leaf...as big as a dead antelope.I get up earlier than I did, I wear less clothes than I did, I hardly ever wear socks any more. I eat more pies than I did...(hard to believe I know), I've read more books than I did...( two...and am on my 3rd). I miss family and friends, and decent tv and unlimited internet, and the proper vimto, not the weird Arabian version and Arm and Hammer bicarbonate toothpaste and Minstrels and money but I am happy and glad I came.So now I have to find a cheap flight out and then come back again to kick start my permanent visa and then I can look for a job. I don't know what I want to do...I don't know what I can do...apart from teach. I don't feel I have any skills at all. I did find this last night:"Receptionist position at legalised brothelAbout the Job Receptionist position at legalised brothel Work in a relaxed and safe environment.Ladies are preferred for this position.Successful Applicant will display the following attributes:

• Good interpersonal and communication skills
• High level of integrity and demonstrated ability to work within a team.
• Friendly disposition
• Reliable and trustworthy
• Open minded
• Ability to work unsupervised

Job description: • Sunday, Monday, Tuesday Night Shifts (5:00pm - 2:00am)• Greet clients• Answer phones• Record bookings• General cleaning• No sexual activities involved• No physical contact with clientsPrefered way of contact is to call Emily on 04*7**7**3 after 10am." It would be different!