Kitchen hand at the Black Pearl Restaurant, and a 'Sandwich maker' at Lustre's. The job at Black Pearl is pretty much being a dishwasher, but I needed a job so i took it. Fortunately, Lustre's called after 2 shifts at the BP and offered me a job. I have 2 shifts left at the BP, then I'm leaving, although, if I don't get to wrecked working at both places on Friday, I'll ask if I can just work on Monday nights.
The job at Lustre's is wicked. I start at 7am, 6 days a week(7 if I wanted). First task is to make toasted breakfast sandwiches. Next is to make approximately 30 various sandwiches. After that I make 6 bagelwiches, 6 Turkish bunwiches, and lastly 10 rollwiches. Once I've completed that, I help the kitchen out with whatever they need done. Usually it involves rolling out pizza doughs, but today they had me preparing garlic bread, and peeling vegetables. Since I'm busy the whole time, the shifts have been flying by.
Every Tuesday night, Murphy's, an Irish bar, goes off. It's open mic night. I've got up the last 3 Tuesday and rocked out. The last 2 times I've played some of my own songs. While I was in the washroom someone walked in singing my song 'Leah Tequila'. It was a moment of triumph. Every time I get offstage I get bombarded with people telling me they really liked it. Next Tuesday though, I may not be getting on stage. Our family at the M.C.G. has something planned for Tuesday;
Step 1: Dress up like pirates.
Step 2: Play Centurion. (100 shots of beer, in 100 minutes)
The job at Lustre's is wicked. I start at 7am, 6 days a week(7 if I wanted). First task is to make toasted breakfast sandwiches. Next is to make approximately 30 various sandwiches. After that I make 6 bagelwiches, 6 Turkish bunwiches, and lastly 10 rollwiches. Once I've completed that, I help the kitchen out with whatever they need done. Usually it involves rolling out pizza doughs, but today they had me preparing garlic bread, and peeling vegetables. Since I'm busy the whole time, the shifts have been flying by.
Every Tuesday night, Murphy's, an Irish bar, goes off. It's open mic night. I've got up the last 3 Tuesday and rocked out. The last 2 times I've played some of my own songs. While I was in the washroom someone walked in singing my song 'Leah Tequila'. It was a moment of triumph. Every time I get offstage I get bombarded with people telling me they really liked it. Next Tuesday though, I may not be getting on stage. Our family at the M.C.G. has something planned for Tuesday;
Step 1: Dress up like pirates.
Step 2: Play Centurion. (100 shots of beer, in 100 minutes)
Step 3: Drink Pirate drinks like Captain Morgans.
Step 4: Go to Murphy's.
Step 5: "Yarrr" until we can't "Yarrr!" no more.
After all that, I don't think I'll be able to put on a show without embarrassing myself.
English Rob bar tends at Oasis. We go there on Thursday, and sometimes Saturday nights. Those nights usually get a little crazy. We take turns buying rounds. Many rounds get bought. Last Thursday, Ben, Lee, Joe and myself ventured down. Rob was hooking us up with 10 middies for the price of one. We were getting the equivalent of 5 pints for $4.50. It works like that every week. No wonder we get crazy.
English Rob bar tends at Oasis. We go there on Thursday, and sometimes Saturday nights. Those nights usually get a little crazy. We take turns buying rounds. Many rounds get bought. Last Thursday, Ben, Lee, Joe and myself ventured down. Rob was hooking us up with 10 middies for the price of one. We were getting the equivalent of 5 pints for $4.50. It works like that every week. No wonder we get crazy.
Tonight is an important night for me. I haven't eaten fast food in a whole month. The last time was the day I left Perth, when we took a stop at Hungry Jacks. Tonight at 6pm, my 1 month is complete. I'm going to Mcdonalds for dinner. Big Mac meal. I've never had so much control. On numerous occasions, we've all been walking back from the bar, and passed by Mcdonalds. We walk through the drivethru. Everyone orders but me. They offer bites, fries, and tastes, but I haven't cracked once. Dodey figures I'm going to feel sick after eating tonight because my body won't be used to it, but I will worry about that after I consume the tasty goodness.
I pinned up some pictures of Al in our camp at the M.C.G. I see him everyday looking at me from the tree. I still miss him, but I'm not depressed like I was before. I have some great friends here that helped me get through it and made me laugh so I would forget I was sad at all. That's the thing about travel friends. You get to know them so fast. For instance, I see some of my best friends at home for about 10 hours a week, most likely, Friday and Saturday night. Here, I see the same people for 10 hours a day. So in the last few weeks, I've hung out with friends here that at home would add up to 3 months or so.
The world must be a really small place. Not only is Gavin from Burnaby, but while I was on the phone with my mom a few days ago, we discovered that Gavin's dad graduated a year before my mom did at Burnaby North. But, it gets smaller. I met Marc at Murphy's last week, hes from New West and he is staying at the M.C.G. We discovered our dads both play oldtimers hockey for Port Moody. When I emailed his name home to my dad to see if he knew him, my dad said he knew him and had actually phoned him to see if he wanted to go golfing the last week. How weird is that. Freakin weird.
Other than that, life in Broome is good. Word on the street is Drew is flying up here in about a week and a half, yet another Canadian to join the family.
I pinned up some pictures of Al in our camp at the M.C.G. I see him everyday looking at me from the tree. I still miss him, but I'm not depressed like I was before. I have some great friends here that helped me get through it and made me laugh so I would forget I was sad at all. That's the thing about travel friends. You get to know them so fast. For instance, I see some of my best friends at home for about 10 hours a week, most likely, Friday and Saturday night. Here, I see the same people for 10 hours a day. So in the last few weeks, I've hung out with friends here that at home would add up to 3 months or so.
The world must be a really small place. Not only is Gavin from Burnaby, but while I was on the phone with my mom a few days ago, we discovered that Gavin's dad graduated a year before my mom did at Burnaby North. But, it gets smaller. I met Marc at Murphy's last week, hes from New West and he is staying at the M.C.G. We discovered our dads both play oldtimers hockey for Port Moody. When I emailed his name home to my dad to see if he knew him, my dad said he knew him and had actually phoned him to see if he wanted to go golfing the last week. How weird is that. Freakin weird.
Other than that, life in Broome is good. Word on the street is Drew is flying up here in about a week and a half, yet another Canadian to join the family.
yep. only $4.50.