Oh My God, What Have I Gotten Myself Into?

Trip Start Jun 05, 2011
Trip End May 08, 2012

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Skene's Creek Disgusting Filthy Caravan Park

Flag of Australia  , Victoria,
Wednesday, December 21, 2011

I think on every travel trip, especially one as long as this one, you have a moment or two where you wonder just what the hell you are doing wandering around, living out of backpack, trusting strangers and struggling to get by, when you could be safely in your nice warm bed in your home country with all your belongings and comforts and stability of home surrounding you. It took me 6 months and 3 weeks, but I finally had this moment when it seemed like things just could not get worse, and I was again looking at flights home, (this time in tears, and really really ready to leave).
So I last wrote while on the train to my new "job" at a caravan park (campground) I should have known by the owner's phone manner that this was going to be a disaster, but desperation for work and being broke cloud your judgement. The trip there also seemed to foreshadow impending doom... the bus had no toilet, and I spent the first half before the rest stop holding it to the point of pain, then we had a rest stop and the road started to get very twisty and turny, and I spent the second half, eyes closed, pressing that pressure point on my wrist, and repeating  "I will not vomit, i will not vomit" as waves of nausea came very close to getting me! (Other than that the scenery was spectacular (Great Ocean Road, one of Australia's most scenic drives). I arrived at the Caravan Park and was greeted  (or not) by a disheveled ADHD stricken older male who almost immediatley commented on the size of my breasts and then proceeded to ignore my questions about the job while he got distracted by an episode of "3 and Half Men" on the office televison. He had said accomodation was provided and mentioned a bunk bed... although he neglected to mention it was in a filthy addition connected to his own trailer, and was in no way shape or form suitable as accomodation. he said I would be moving into a caravan with 2 other workers, but for tonight I would sleep there. I was insanely uncomrfortable and was already thinking of a way to get out of there. Work the next morning was a combination of reading his mind for what he wanted you to do "go do this".... "No don't do that, we need to this first."..... During cleaning the bathrooms I got sprayed by the hose, and when I went in to change, the screen door fell off it's hinges and landed on me. And then I had the moment I mentioned at the beginning of this post. If my thoughts had been outloud I would have screamed as loud as possible right out into the ocean "I AAAAMMMMMMM SOOOOOO DONE HEEEEEREEEEEEEEEEE"!!!!!!!!!!!! After work we went into town (Apollo Bay 6 km west) and I got online looking for flights. like, seriously really, looking for the next flight home. I didnt have enough time to book (and when I left the internet cafe I saw the Bakery. One of the guests staying at the caravan park had mentioned there was work available there, and I don't know why I did it, and I didn't expect anything, but I went in and asked if they were hiring. I was answered with "Yes, can you start tomorrow"? !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I knew that now I could start to save up for my flight home, and get out of that disgusting situation i was in!!! I made arrangements to stay in town at the Surfside Backpackers, and was relieved to be leaving. There was one more suprises for me however, before I left I was told that I was not getting paid the $15 per hour i was promised because "You didnt really do anything, it was a trial period.... but come back on Christmas Day and I'll sort out some cash for you" Umm... No. Literally you could not pay me to go back there. Ever. Not even $60 in wages is worth spending one more second in the vicinity of that creep. Lesson learned, and atleast it led to something good!
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