This post was going to be titled “Wordless Wednesday” until I realised it’s Thursday today! Did I mention every day is the same here?
Finding a car in this part of the country is a bit of a challenge. We were looking for a relatively comfortable car under $5000, good on fuel and airconditioned too please.
We found one car and the owner stitched us up big time, asking for more than what she offered and then taking the car off the market when we finally agreed to a price.
Husband got a lift to Kununurra after work to look at another car that ticked all the boxes but was a manual. I was up for the challenge but on closer inspection wasn’t quite what we were after.
That same night Husband waited around until another car owner finished work (10:15pm!). Thankfully it was exactly what we were after and almost half the price of the original car we looked at! Thank you Jesus! He stayed at the pilot house in town that night as it’s too dangerous to drive on that road at night time.
Little Boy and I took the new wheels for a spin yesterday. We went and saw Old J who is an Aboriginal man we helped look after last year. It was so nice to see him, even though Little Boy didn’t recognise him at all. It was refreshing to get out of the “house”, but also encouraging to get back into the community and see how much has changed from last year. It certainly puts all the flies, heat and white-man-Turkey-Creek-struggles into perspective to see people truly enjoying and looking after their home and community.
One part of my kitchen is sparkling! I wish i’d taken a before and after photo of my kitchen sink because it was nasty. The “after” photo is still covered in calcium and lime build up but looks much better than what it was. Its so much nicer to cook and do the dishes in a clean kitchen.
I’ve pruned the lemon tree in hopes it will give us lots of fruit over the next few months. I’ve already used a couple to make lemon slice and it is delish!
We’ve had our grass slashed and thankfully we haven’t seen any displaced snakes! Found a disgusting huntsman today though and i’ve been watching it like a hawk to make sure it doesn’t move.
Every room has an air conditioner blaring. The heat is exhausting. Little Boy and I had our first ice-block by 8am today. Notice I said our first. I’m not saying how many we have through the rest of the day!
The first photo was from the car when we got to the gates of our place at Turkey Creek. Notice the grass.
The second picture is Little Boy posing next to the neat little piles of slashed grass.
The next photo is Little Boy’s favourite play time – the hose and kitchen utensils
Notice the iceblock and the flies in this photo
The last photos are from our week in Kununurra
Our final destination! It’s actually called “Turkey Creek” or “Warmun” but Turkey world seems to slip off the tongue.
We have had a massive week since we arrived in Kununurra. Husband went away for two nights flying a photographer around some incredible scenes of the Kimberley. The photos Husband took on his iPhone were postcard worthy in themselves.
Little Boy and I struggled to adapt to the time difference, the heat and the new slow-paced lifestyle. We attended two playgroups, had dinner with the beautiful family who pastor Kununurra Freedom Church, ate barramundi and chips and went for lots of swims in the pool. As lovely as it was, we were ready for Turkey Creek to get settled in and stop living out of a suitcase.
The first thing we noticed when we arrived was that the grass is probably waist height, if not higher. Another pilot, L, has been here for the last few weeks and has already hacked into some of the mowing but there is a LOT to be done. Lucky for me, ladies just don’t do the mowing…right? Hopefully we can get a tractor in to slash it because it would take all season (and countless litres of beer) to mow with a push mower.
Another obstacle is – we don’t have a cot for Little Boy. Should. Have. Brought. The. Port-a-cot. Silly us thinking we could pick up a “cheap” cot in Kununurra. The only cot in town was in excess of $450 not including the mattress. Dang. He’ll be sleeping on a single bed next to ours for the next little while.
I plan to blog more frequently now we’re here. If anyone wants to see pics of anything or know about anything here, let me know!
Let me start this post by saying there will be no photos at the moment. In my jet-lagged state, I accidentally left my iPhone charger in the Darwin hotel room. Oops!
The last 48 hours have been nuts.
Once husband got the all clear from the drs, the phone call was made to W.A. boss to make a plan for our journey. That was Thursday.
We packed up our whole house and shoved most of it in our storage area, packed our bags and went to sleep at Oma and Opa’s (which is a lot closer to the airport than our house). After Little Boy refused to go to sleep in the cot, I ended up sleeping on a mattress on the floor with him kicking me in the head every now and then. Husband woke early Friday morning and caught the first flight to Brisbane, then to Mackay to do a check flight. We met up with him in Brisbane and flew to Darwin together.
Top 3 tips for flying with a toddler:
- Pray for a spare seat next to you
- Wiggles on portable DVD player (even better when you remember to charge the batteries)
- Snacks (my personal secret weapon is breastfeeding, but this can only last so long!)
We then stayed the night in Darwin and had a quick flight to Kununurra on Saturday morning.
We popped by Country Target to look for a cot for Little Boy and saw the Boss’s beautiful wife who greeted me with “Welcome home!” and it felt so nice to be back.
We had lunch at our favourite (aka the only) cafe, went for a swim and had a big nap. We ate a lovely dinner at the Country Club and slept very well last night.
Husband has done another check flight this morning and we should know what we’re doing tomorrow. Hope you’re all having a lovely Sunday x