The onslaught has begun.
A few days away from the farm, but the workload is just as high. It may have something to do with the sudden heat blasts I've been experiencing. Summer has arrived in full force and trust me, it certainly makes up for the poor excuses for a 'heat wave' that the UK has given me over the last 23 years. With temperatures in the forties I only have to sit still and I break into a sweat.
I have acclimatized far better than I imagined I would though. It's true when they say that the heat is a different kind here. Its a little unbearable right now, but I'm certain we are due a thunderstorm.
It is also only six days until Christmas. I'm still not prepared for what is likely to be in store. I am glad about the thought of ice cream knowing I'll likely sweat out any of the fat and sugars, thus still fitting the slender 'bikini model' figure I've been working towards since I arrived in the country eight months ago. And that alone seems like it was only yesterday. I definitely feel as though I'm getting used to things here. It will surely be case of finally feeling settled and then it'll be time to leave. I won't think of that though. It's still a long time away. Well, at least until I'm likely to reach actual 'home'.
I've spoken to a few people in the last few days, who have seen and done things that I am yet to embark upon. When asked when likely to go home, one replied, 'I really hope never, I don't want to go back there.' Another has been in Australia for three years and also has no real plan to return, at least permanantly, to the UK. I can't say I disagree either. Life is far too easy here. Not that it's a bad way for life to be. In fact it's pretty fantastic. Just today I was walking home and was being smiled at, and said hello to by other people. It was a foreign concept almost. Its so rare for people to even make eye contact, let alone smile or say hello in the UK now. I'm sure if people were friendlier the way of life would be so much easier.
People complain and whine far too much. A lot of people told me I was the same a few months back. I never had a positive comment to make. I always saw the bad side to everything, and most of all, I was always complaining. That's not a good way to be. People don't like a complainer. It rubs them up the wrong way and ultimately brings them down. I mean, apart from the heat, I really have no issues. Even that is a stupid thing to complain about. Whats wrong with getting a little more Vitamin D into the body and having some colour? Of course, all in moderation, but I don't think I can get enough of being happy and energised each and every day.
So really, Summer is in full swing now and I am certainly happy about it. I'm happy that people are smiling, enjoying their lives. And with summer come other wonderful things. Like beers, boats and wakeboarding along the river. I got back into the water sports over the weekend and it was fantastic. I was a little terrified. I had no real choice but to get in and get on though. No sooner was my life jacket on than I was shoved head first into the water. At least I had no real time to think about it. It was a good work out too, my arms were aching for at least three days afterwards.
I'm so up for this lifestyle for the next four months. I've already had a fantastic trip so far and I can only imagine it getting better and better.
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