Snip, Snip, Snip

Trip Start Dec 03, 2004
Trip End Nov 31, 2005

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Friday, March 18, 2005

The new job has begun and a week of it has passed; it's quite boring and not something I'd want to brag about on my resume, but it's money, isn't it? It's not really packing grapes so much as cleaning them up to be packed: snipping out the rotten ones, the grapeless stems, the small ones, the green ones. So I still get snipped up fingertips just like I did when I was grape-picking and since we have to stand up for eight hours at a time slightly hunching over grills with grapes on them it's a pain in the neck, literally, and even worse in the back. But at the end of the day I can come home and relax in my caravan or at the picnic tables outside as everyone celebrates another day done at work.

There isn't much to say because that's really all we get up to---a bit of swimming, jumping, bike riding on the side, drinking a bottle of wine here and there, gossiping and making friends and watching people move on and new people come in, refining my table tennis skills, so on.

This weekend we did take the opportunity on Saturday to go snorkelling. The jetty has a reputation for good snorkelling but I found the visibility to be very poor, the water somewhat murky. We snorkelled out to the ladder and walked the two kilometres out to the end to check it out, where we snorkelled about for about twenty minutes, swimming through giant schools of fish (but mostly boring---grey with yellow tails, herring-type things) and around the support poles for the jetty, which supports systems of purple and white seaweeds and yellow corals. In clearer waters or if I had the gumption to swim down with the snorkel on it might have been better, but when we headed out towards the very end we passed into the shadow from the jetty above and I decided I wasn't a fan of snorkelling in the dark and went back up on top.
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