No more melons!

Well, the reason I haven't written in a while (not that people sem to read this anymore anyways) is because I have been picking melons in a place called Home Hill for 3 weeks. When I arrived I was greeted by a kid who looked no older than 14 and a few stray cats. I couldn't check in until 6 even though I arrived at 1pm because the owner was out drinking which means that, yes, she came back drunk. The air was filled with pot smoke and the ground was littered with butts and food. I knew that I was going to love it there. At first I was working 8 hours a day picking melons everyday for a week, until I passed out in the field and got switched to packing. It wasn't much better but at least I was out of the sun. I got up at 5:30am every morning after not much sleep since there seemed to be a riot of some sort every single night, oh, not to mention getting eaten alive by bed bugs. Then took the 40 minute journey to to the farm to begin my shift. Came back around 6pm, waited in the cue for one of the only two showers for 100 damn people, ate, and went to bed. I didn't eat all that well, seen as every time I bought food, it ended up stolen or on the floor. I sure didn't sleep well either. The first night wasn't so bad, but the next night after we went to the pub, some guys decided to stay up until 3am dumping rubbish bins, spraying the fire extinguisher, throwing beer bottles and food, and running around naked. The next morning, I had to climb over two naked guys covered in there own puke just to get to the toilet which someone had aimed for but ofcourse in a drunken state, missed. It got worse. After it was all cleaned up and they were kicked out, some new guys (Canadian) decided to have a little fun. I couldn't sleep all night because they carried on until about 5am. I got up the morning to find broken glass, piss on the floor and walls, rubbish everywhere, food, including raw meat all over the floor and it was such a nice smell I must say that I couldn't even eat because I thought I was going to throw up, and the fact that my food was now in places I can't imagine how it got there. It continued on like this pretty much each night, but in the end I did get used to it, oddly enough. I met some cool people, ate free melons, had some good nights and quite a few laughs so this made it a little better. The infamous "white bus" breaking down was pretty good too especially because it broke down next to a sign that said "paradise" in the middle of nowhere with no reception. The day I left Home Hill was probably the best day of my life. All I can say is that it was sure an experience. I took the 8 hour bus to Cairns and had the best shower and the best sleep I have ever had. It's like a 5 star hotel at this point. People are so friendly too and I've already ran into two people I know. Tomorrow I am going rafting, and then I'm going snorkelling so it could only get better from here. Today I was a bit stressed because I booked everything I needed to for the rest of my trip. It feels nice to have it done though. I just need to book a hotel in Thailand and I'm set. I was also in a bad mood because I am breaking out like a teenage boy at McDonalds and I had to run around to like 5 different stores to get some damn face wash! Tim hasn't emailed me a while too which is making me paranoid. He might email and be all like, oh yeah, I met some girl and this whole long distance thing won't work out. Furious, I would be! I know it sounds lame, but I miss home. I am actually looking forward to getting back to my family, my room, my friends, and ofcourse... Sebastian. I'm not looking forward to working my ass off to pay off my debt but I shouldn't think about that now. I'm sure the next little while will fly by and I'll want to be back here in a second. I am looking so forward to Thailand! I am still a little scared though. Thank God for Lonely Planet and my ever so helpful sister or I would be a wreck! I'm sure it will all be fine as long as I am aware and listen to Sarah. Well, I'm going to have dinner and see what tonight brings. Thanks for coming and leave comments, it ain't hard! Tracie xx