I am here! I am alive! I am woman down with Aussie flu.
What the hell is this. Sweet fresh foreign lungs for the bastardos to munch off.
This does slightly hinder our apartment search.
But it seems EVERYTHING is & can be done online in Austraaaalia.
So I am able to search from my comfy central-heated squatter location now for a "quaint little 1-bedroom place from Melbourne City to Richmond to St Kilda / Elwood".
Here they price "by week". And until I am employed, our budget is allowing us such an apartment that would be the equivalent to...Parktown/ Hillbrow area?? Damn student poorness!
And apparently, you cannot just times by 4 for the month amount. You have to "times by 52, divide by 12" or some equation.
No job searching till we have a home. Let alone a bed!
It does get daunting. Strange. EXPENSIVE! COLD - what the hell is up with this "south pole wind"!!!
Public transport is not AS easy as London or such.... which was proved with our 5km walk back at 2am in 0 degree temps the other night after our hosts for the night mis-timed our last tram. ...also a possible reason for flu pillaging its way through my weak African body.
But Melbourne really does look beautiful. Definitely lives up to the European rumour. Although, the city centre (Flinders Station) rather makes me feel like I just stepped into the "mining city" part of Gold Reef City.
But now, let me go & have my "four minute egg-timed" shower - severe water restrictions on in this city. Have you ever tried to shower for 4 minutes!!! Now THAT is stressful! and try to start becoming the unemployed domestic goddess.