We had to be ready by 7am to get in the
bus. Larry dropped the 5 of us to a grape farm about 10 minutes away. We spent
the day planting trees. It was dirty work but great craic. We all put our ipods
in and danced and sang away as we worked. Joe drove the tractor, drilling large
holes and filling them with water and Francis, an older lady (who sounds like
what a wombat would sound like if it could speak English – said Aine), walked
behind the tractor and trailer handing us the small grape trees to plant. We
had to stick the trees in the hole and fill it in. We were covered in mud. We
had a few 10 minute water breaks and finished about noon, where we were all
handed a cold can of coke. All in a days work as a grape farmer! Ha!
We got back to the hostel, made some
coffee, hung out and then had well deserved showers. Saturday night was a
mental night of drinking at the hostel, we originally planned to head to
Mildura to the clubs but ended up just having the best time with everyone at
the hostel instead.
People rarely work on Sundays, so we had a
nice lie on, made breakfast and headed for the pool for the day. It was a
perfect day for nursing our hangovers J Sunday night
we all got comfy on the couches in the living room for a movie.
P.S. There was a huge Huntsman Spider on
the wall. It was as big as my hand. AHHHHH!
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