The weather with you. We rented a car again today to drive around and look at apartments. They do things kind of weird here -- there's a window, sometimes as small as twenty minutes, where you (and about a dozen other people, typically) can go view the apartment. We saw a few near misses, and one that we liked a lot. But our suspicion is that we will have trouble competing for a place against native Australians with lots of local landlord references.

Complicating our search was the worst weather that Melbourne has seen, apparently, in six years. Rainy, cold, and windy all day. This is not my beautiful August. Still, it's better than dodging hurricanes like my relatives just had to do in Florida. Luckily, everyone's safe.

Oh the joys of the international move! After the relief of Mark's employment, we realized we may soon be able to vacate the tiny studio apartment we live in, and may even manage to get out before one of us kills the other. But, our joy was short lived when we realized that, like everywhere, they want our references from past landlords. After what seemed like several hours of panicking and running around trying to remember if we have our last landlady's address and phone number we found them. But what will happen if they call? She's a really nice lady, and she liked us, but her English is not so good and chances are they don't speak Mandarin. Deep breath.
In other news, we now have our Victoria driver's licenses. And last time we drove from the right side it didn't feel quite as wrong.

Woop. Notice a new check mark on the To Do list over to the right?

Company 2 came through. The contract will be for a little over three months. Even better, they want me to start this coming Monday.

We celebrated for about a minute before thoughts of the remaining To Do list items started raining on our parade.

Still, good news!

Quite a weekend. As I said, we rented a car on Friday. On Saturday we got up (relatively) early and headed down to the Great Ocean Road. An amazing drive. Here are some pictures: Marjorie / me / Bells Beach (world famous surfing destination). The only real wildlife we saw was on these signs.

Today we drove up to Warrandyte State Park (more specifically, the Pound Bend Reserve) hoping to find some wildlife. This time we had better luck, as Marjorie spotted a koala before we had even parked the car. We ended up seeing six total -- all just lumps of fur up high up in the trees. Still, very neat. (The latest in a growing list of animals that we can snobbishly bypass the next time we're at the zoo: "Pish, seen it.") There were supposedly wombats and platypuses (platypi?) there as well, but none spotted.

On the way back we stopped by Yarra Bend Park for another gander at the flying foxes.

So now, to our future visitors, we can pretty much guarantee you sightings of 1) koalas, 2) flying foxes, 3) kookaburras, 4) brush-tail possums, and 5) penguins.

Well! First interview, with Company 2, seemed to go okay. There was a stretch in the middle where the tech guy hammered me a little on proper design methodologies, of which my experience has been a little skimpy in regards to. But overall it seemed to be nice and friendly and I hope it works out. I'll know more on Monday.

The second interview, though, with Company 1 was a little more... interesting... The company, he said, didn't have a contract right now for me to work on, but if I would be willing to work on some in-house stuff for a few months, without pay, then they could start me working right now. To my credit, I didn't go "Ha!". I just explained that I couldn't. They promised to contact me if they get the contract that I can work on. But obviously, I have to wonder about a place like that.

In other news -- our mailed stuff from Singapore started arriving. Seven boxes today. So, we decided to rent a car for a few days, just to save the pain of lugging stuff. Honest, there were no ulterior motives.

Tonight we went back to the park to take possum pictures. Here's the only one that turned out.

In other news: now it looks like there's two companies that are interested in me. This is certainly good news on some level, but it's only added to the stress. The reason:

Company 1 will want me to start straight away. I didn't ask for as much from them, so my salary will probably be lower. But they have some good perks like bonuses based on my professional development (which they'll pay for).

Company 2, I won't start until 10 September, but the work looks like it will be cooler. And it's only a three-month contract, with the chance of staying on afterwards if they like me. I'm convinced I can turn it into a full-time job, but can we last another month without income?

Neither job is confirmed yet. Tomorrow I go in for a followup interview with Company 2 in the morning. In the afternoon, I meet with Company 1 and I think they'll make an offer.

This is good news, I guess, but that doesn't mean I'll sleep well tonight.

Last night we played trivia again in South Yarra and actually came in third place. It may not have been the most honest win however, as the host took pity on us during one section of Australian questions that we bombed on. We stayed out for a bit later drinking beer with the people who came in second trying to dazzle them with our knowledge of obsure Australian '80's bands. Good fun.
Afterwards on our way home we saw some new creatures in the park near our apartment: Common Brushtail Possums, which don't look much like North American possums, especially the tails which are furry and bushy as opposed to naked and rat like.
Today we went to USA Foods to stock up on Cheerios and Crest toothpaste. Not the cheapest store in the world, but it's reassuring that if I have to have a box of junior mints there's someplace in town that stocks them.

Brighter days. Job search prospects are improving. I had a good interview the other day, and a different interview tomorrow that sounds promising.

As a diarist, and because I like to look back on things that make me feel smart, the techie question I nailed in the interview last week was:

If I define a Java class with an "equals()" method, what other method should I define?

For yesterday's interview, I nailed these:

What is a Java VM?

What is inheritance?

What is data hiding?

What is polymorphism?

What are some issues involved with multi-threading?

"I bought myself a liarbird..." As planned, we took the train out to the Blue Dandenong hills today with a mind to go hiking.

It was about an hour ride out to the Belgrave station in the hills. Portents were good as we saw a number of species directly from the train station -- three galahs (which are known for riding on children's merry-go-rounds and sliding down slides), a few cockatoos, and, sitting right on a station lamp post, a kookaburra.

After a thigh-burning tramp up a hill on surface roads, we met up with the trail (Avard Track?) and hiked in. The forest itself was quite stunning; lush ferns down low and eucalypts towering very high. They are rather like thinner sequoias.

First spotted were a dozen more kookaburras. As we got deeper in, we were passed over by a flock of at least a hundred squawking cockatoos. Then, there were scores of crimson rosellas, like we first spotted one of yesterday.

We hiked up and down a bit, and finally met up with a trail closed to bikes because it was a "Sensitive Lyerbird Habitat". We had seen lyerbirds on Life Of Birds -- they are quite amazing. They are probably the best mimics in the bird kingdom; as part of their mating display, they have been known to imitate chain saws, car alarms, dogs, and camera shutters. It would be bird geek heaven to spot one, so we charged in.

We didn't have high hopes, but after a half kilometer or so, we started to hear strange, loud calls from the low brush. We wandered carefully off the trail but the noise moved away. So we moved on, and minute later Marjorie stopped and said, "There's one!" And it was. He crossed the path right in front of us, then disappeared into the ferns as Marjorie gave chase. Very cool!

"Funny thing about weekends when you're unemployed; they don't mean quite so much." But still, we went today out to Maranoa Gardens. Definitely worthwhile on the birdwatching front; we saw two new species -- the Crimson rosella and the Eastern Spinebill. We also saw two cuckoos fighting so intensely that they fell to the ground in a tangled mess from twenty meters up.

Tomorrow we're going to head out to the Dandenongs for more of the same. Parks and gardens and mountains, oh my! That's the way to explore your new home when you're on a budget.

Interview number two was today. It was good and bad. I punted on a few questions, but nailed some others, including one that they said that no interviewee ever gets. I'll find out next week, but my inclination is that I didn't get it. We'll see. I have other nibbles I'm pursuing. Deep breaths. Must'nt panic.

The local pub. Last night we played trivia at the pub across the street from our new abode. We thought we were doing well but we ended up in last place. Phooey. It was a close game though.

I learned an interesting thing about the pub after the game while chatting with some locals. Earlier this year, a sports legend was killed by a bouncer there. Yikes. There's still a lot of controversy raging about the incident, and the proper response to it.

Fish. After lunch today we visited the Melbourne Aquarium. It was really quite well done, with just about all my favorite sea creatures featured.

Afterwards we took a walk through the casino. We played a $1 slot, and immediately lost our money. A lady came up and offered us a free casino money card worth with a free $5 credit on it. We declined. We're just not gamblers at heart, I guess.

Music in Melbourne: Okay Sherrianne,  many days belated, but here's the info you requested:
Mark and I were very excited about a series of gigs happening this week starting with MC5 last night, Belle and Sebastian tonight,  Marshall Crenshaw Sunday, Franz Ferdinand on Tuesday, and Keane and Snow Patrol on Wednesday. Turns out we'll probably only make it to the Keane/Snow Patrol show as the other shows are either too expensive (Belle and Sebastion tickets are $78 a piece) or sold out. Oh well, one show a month would still be better than our average in Singapore, and I'm guessing other exciting shows will come around soon.

Tooting own horn. The turnabout seemed to come after I was informed by one recruiter that while the American way is to limit your resume/CV to one or two pages, the way to get a job here is to expound. So now I'm sending out a four and a half pager that details everything. Fifteen seconds after I was off the phone with one recruiter this morning, another called. It's a little early to start predicting rampant success, though.

I have to relearn how to spell my name out loud again. I had gotten used to saying "zed" instead of "zee" in Singapore, but now I've discovered that "aitch" is actually pronounced "haitch" in Australia.

We had an epic first night of bar trivia the other night. Not because we did so well (we did all right until falling apart at the end) but because we met a bunch of people afterwards. There was another team there (two people from Scotland and one Brit/Australian) that we hooked up with after the game and ended up closing the place down. Towards the end we joined up with another guy and girl who were flight attendants for Emirates Airlines on a layover (they were Brits living in Dubai). We ended up partying with them at another bar (Frostbite?) up the street until 3 a.m.

Feast or Famine. After a relatively quiet first two weeks here, Mark is all of a sudden shit-hot. His phone has rung repeatedly today with requests and questions from recruiters. There's one interview set up for next week, with hopefully several others to follow.  I smell job offer.

"Everynight about six o'clock the birds come back to the palm to talk".  St. Kilda is definitely the place to watch the birds congragate at sunset. Tonight while waiting for a tram I saw what must have been at least a hundred loorikeets, several mynahs and a few cockatoos, none of which are exactly quiet birds.
In other news: We're moving again next Monday. We've been living in relative luxury in a two bedroom serviced apartment, but we can't afford it. So we're moving into a tiny furnished studio for a much more reasonable price. Hopefully we won't kill each other after a month of living on top of each other. 
 

Things that I forgot about cold weather:

The feeling of a cold toilet seat.

How hard it is to get out of bed in the morning.

The smell of a long inhale of cold morning air through your nostrils.

The feeling of standing in the shower with warm water flowing on your back, while the rest of your body is shivering.

How good I look in winter clothes.

New look.  A new blog title deserves a new look and feel.   Waddaya think?
 
We've decided we HAVE to make it work here.  We're really enjoying just about everything about the city (except for the isolation).  I've redoubled my efforts at finding a job, and if that doesn't work, I'll re-redouble them.  That's still the big thing hanging over our heads.

Birthday.  My birthday was Friday -- the big three-eight, which means I can no longer claim "middle thirties" -- I'm now solidly in my "late thirties".
 
Marjorie got me some CDs to start with -- the new PJ Harvey, and two by Australian bands: Hunters and Collectors, and Something For Kate.  Then it was on to the St. Kilda Baths for some west and welaxation.  First a soak in a salt water bath, in front of a big window looking out over the white-capped bay, with seagulls flying by.  Then a much-needed massage.
 
Afterwards we had an awesome lunch at the Sheherezade Cafe -- I had goulash with potato balls, rice, carrots, spinach, and cole slaw.  Best I've had since Europe.  Then we scored scored some chocolate eclairs and other yummies from a nearby bakery, and some bagels from Glick's.  Home for a nap, then a quiet evening at home watching Donnie Brasco.
 
Saturday was part two.  I wanted to see a footy (Australian Rules Football) game, so we went off to the Telstra Dome to see the St. Kilda Saints wallop the Richmond Tigers.  It was quite a spectacle.  I used to think the game was pretty much just anarchy, but as I start to understand the game more, I'm beginning to appreciate it, even if some of the rules are still a mystery.  There's some serious athleticism involved.  The fan base was amazing -- the two teams are just based in suburbs (or urbs, I guess) of Melbourne, but there were 40-50,000 people there, evenly divided.  (It was as if Virginia Highlands was playing Buckhead back in Atlanta.)  Everyone, even the old ladies, were into it, yelling, waving banners, wearing team scarves, etc.  Other interesting things:

There were machines where you could place bets on the game beforehand.  Actually, you could bet on anything, or play the pokies (poker machines).

 We got food beforehand in the restaurant there, and it was served on real plates with real silverware.  And it was reasonably priced.

 You could also bring your own food, or hot drinks in Thermoses.
What a crazy idea!  Don't gouge your fans -- let them come to the games at a reasonable price.  No wonder they draw crowds.