New Faces and New Places

Hello, It’s me..

I’m just updating you on this past week.

I hope, that you’re well

and preferably in a sitting position

 I do have so much to tell...

So it’s been one week (you can stop reading with the Hello melody btw) in my new place, new flatmates, new job... and things are good! Work is another story actually but all in all the fact I have a job is the good part.

I’m living in Mona Vale, which is a little beach community one hour via bus from the Sydney CBD.  My flat is a five minute walk from a beautiful beach!! Initially I had wanted to stay in the city but the price was right and I think after the road trip my mind was still loose so getting back to the real world in a more tranquil environment was the best move!

My flatmates are six boys. Four from Germany, one from France and one from Malaysia! Don’t tell my Mother. Just kidding she’s probably reading this anyways. If that is the case MOM IT’S FINE. We all get along indubitably! Everything is just peachy keen. In fact we’re planning our Christmas together. We’re making a tree from their empty beer cans and Germans celebrate on the 24^th, me on the 25^th thusly we shall make feast and festivities for two days! Huzzah!  (ever since Bundaberg I love saying Huzzah!)

I should briefly introduce you to my brethren:

Alex- Germany, very much loves Australia and photography.

Nicholas- France, Artist, Video Game addict and innuendos I never catch onto.

Matt- Malaysia, I’ve maybe talked to him three times (he works nights) , but he seems nice!

Fynn-Germany, Artist, Energetic and improving his English.

Henrik-  Germany, stylish, doesn’t need music to dance!

Tim- Germany, eldest of the three amigos, not sure what else to say actually ...hmm..

We’ve got this quirky family dynamic going. Last night we made pizza’s and a toast to our one week of coexistence! The beginning of the week the boys went swimming at night, I thought they were totally mad because it was cold. But Mother Nature being the beautiful mother figure she is, the water is slightly warmer than the air and it’s the most refreshing thing to do at the end of your day! We watch movies,  play ball, well they actually play and I just get a pass so I don’t feel left out. They even ate and enjoyed my oatmeal cookies despite the burnt tops.  Oh and I was making jewelry and they all wanted a bracelet so I made some!

MAN IF THIS ISN'T FAMILY I DON'T THINK I KNOW WHAT IS.

Also the remaining Salty Skinned Honey, Tadhg, left Australia, back home to England on Thursday Morning.  *Fist to chest pump and deuces* So much love to you brother.  See you in Canada!!

Now my job situation as I mentioned is a story in itself. To establish for you a bit of a plot-

Scene one : Raisha searches Gumtree for job. Next day gets a call for an interview whilst shopping, catches next bus to the place.

Scene two:  The place is sort of gated community for elderly people; Raisha follows the directions of her director and arrives to the destination.  The two meet. An interview is executed and a job is accepted .

Scene three: Upon leaving the neighbourhood and returning home Raisha ponders the business matter, the character of her new employer, from phone call to first contact. She has an inclination that this new position will be as, if not more so, particular and peculiar as this first encounter.

To be continued...