Moving to Gosford

Well that is it, we have moved to the bustling town of Gosford. We drove down Monday afternoon and ended up in Gosford at about 5:45pm. The car ride down was less then comfortable to say the least. Gran, Gramp, the two kids, and myself were sqeezed into a car that was packed up tighter then a ducks arse. Each of us only had a small cubby of space big enough for our bodies and Gran and I both held things on our laps the whole way. The kids did well all things considering. However by about 5:00 I was pretty edgy. It was partially due to the fact that Gran wanted to stop in Tuggerah for whatever it is what she wanted, and Gran seems to run on her own time. There is no sense of punctuality or needing to get things done. The kids were wrangy and hungry and it was all going down hill fast. It is a good thing that we got to the house when we did or someone wouldn't have been making it out of that car alive and it wouldn't be me.

So we arrived at the house. Now, although it is technically a house because of the outside structure don't be fooled. I went inside to see where I would be sleeping and do you know what I saw? Nothing! Just that, nothing. No kitchen, no carpet, no furniture no anything, just a shell of a house. I had an old mattress on the uncarpeted disgusting floor and a thin piece of foam for a pillow. This was for me to call home for the next week until I went to Cairns. Then I went down stairs to see the rest of the place. Down there was equally disgusting but had a kitchen. In fact it had two kitchens. One part one with running water and one sitting right in the middle of the space. Seeing that sight upon my arrival completely disheartened me. As much as I am not looking forward to the next 4 weeks of renos and everything going on around the small space i take solice in the fact that it is only 4 weeks and feel for the new girl coming in. Although by the time I get back from Cairns it should be more like a home and hopefully have some furniture.

On Tuesday I set off to see the town of Gosford with the kids. Gosford is a special kind of place where special types of people live. For instance I was talking on the phone with my friend the night I got there and I told him that I would text him the first time I saw a mullet. Well 8:34am Tuesday morning Shane received a txt that simply read 'Seen it.' There is a very high tats to teeth ratio per capita it would seem, and the streets are peppered with discount stores and bottle shops. As we walked along the street there was a young man on a bike riding towards us. This fellow had a small trailer towing behind his bike, and on this trailer he had a large living room speaker hooked up to some sort of music playing thing and was blasting his music as he pedaled. Liam the oldest boy said "Jessica, that man is not wearing a helmet." Liam always takes notice if people are wearing helmets because we have drilled it into his head that you must wear a helmet on your bike to be safe. When he commented on this particular fellow my relpy was "You know Liam, I think if that guy falls off his bike it will be okay. I don't think he could do much damage." I guess I will have to make due until I leave. Although my weekends won't be spent in Gosford. I have a list of things to get done before I leave at the end of May and that means that my weekends will be spent doing stuff in and around Sydney.

It was a trying week, but I made it! The kids and I found a playground and some really awesome trails in the woods. We know how to get to town, and if they are lucky I might just take them on the train somewhere. We are getting to know our surroundings and I am sure I will make it through the next 20 working days after I get back. Right now I am in Cairns and just enjoying my time off. I had an adventure lastnight, and am diving on the reef tomorrow, a possible trip to Kuranda on Monday then back to Boganville on Tuesday. I am going to wait to write about Cairns when I can upload photos, but for the record I friggin love it here!