western australia's pretty sweet. perth seems like a nice, clean, and relatively young city to live in. 3 and half hours down the coast, on the most southwestern cape of aussieland, is margaret river, where i'll be making wine for the next 2 months. it's hot, dry, and beautiful. typical of popular images of australia, the dirt's a rusty red and the sky feels deep blue and vast. you gotta watch out for kangaroos on the road (they'll fuck up your ride, alotta people have bars mounted on their front ends) and white sharks are a serious death threat on the beaches. bugs in the trees conduct a constant orchestra of noise and you can actually see stars bright in the night sky. margs has a population of around 4500 and i'm a ten minute walk from town so i'll probably just get by without buying a car out here. i'm renting a room from my boss, one of the wine makers at devil's lair. it's turned out to be a pretty sweet deal, he and his girlfriend seem chill enough. i also met the other american dude on the crew. he's a slo grad with a winemaking degree, well-traveled, and seems to be a dedicated surfer and aspiring wine maker. 8000 miles from home, it's definitely good to kick it with another californian.
aside: inflation's a mother fucker. the mining industry in WA has kept australia's economy the most resilient among developed nations throughout the global recession. result: 14-20 dollar six-packs. $45+ cases. on the upside, everyone makes a solid wage.
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