From Perth to Port Hedland

Port Hedland Travel Blog

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There is not much to write about this part of the trip. Except for our little adventure at Coral Bay, the whole trip was extremely boring, working six days a week and traveling to the next place on the 7th day...

So this is were we went:
Rockingham, Geraldton, Carnavon, Coral Bay, Karratha-Cossack, Port Hedland (aka Port Shitland).

Geraldton: While working I knocked on this house. Two guys came outside. I talked to them for a while about the charity. They were interested but couldn't help because they didn't have bank accounts... How come, I asked. They told me they were drug dealers and didn't want the government to benefit from their income. A brand new Harley Davidson was parked in the kitchen; payed with cash... And if I like to party with them that night...

Carnarvon: Poorest place in Asutralia I've been to so far. I felt guilty to ask people for their money. I felt like being in Africa. That was how poor the people were who lived here. Stray dogs nearly dying on the streets, kids barefoot and with ripped clothes following you around, an absolute horrible smell, broken beer bottles littered the streets, shitloads of people without a job, only single parent families... Jess knocked on a door and a guy opened with a gun in his hand. To protect his family...

Coral Bay: Heaven after hell...

Karratha: My car broke down on the way from Coral Bay to Karratha. The altenator didn't charge the battery. Some how we manage to make it to Karratha were I stayed at a campsite. On Monday I took my car to a mechanic. Two days and $850 later, my car was fixed... I was broke again.
While working in Karratha we stayed in Cossack: historic ghost town. The owners of the hostel were absolutely horrible. We were their only guests and they wanted to throw us out, because we left a little piece of onion in the sink... Absolute ridiculous. We couldn't stay in Karratha, because accommodation was fully booked or extremely expensive. The second week we met a local. She knew how horrible the owners of the hostel were and invited us to stay at here house with her family. How wonderful!!! In the meantime, it wasn't the three of us, but five. We got two new team members: a nice girl from Sweden, Cathrine and a dickhead from Texas, John...
We stayed at their house for a few days. A jacuzzi in the back yard!!!
My boss worked together with us in Karratha and he was beginning to become a total jerk. We worked so well without him. He was being rude, messing up work schedules and giving us shitty neighborhoods to work, while he went to nice ones. He drove us crazy. I know he is the boss, but why messing up things that run smoothly...??

Port Hedland aka Port Shitland: the air here was no good. Jess and Cat were sick for the whole week. The location was shit to work and my boss was a bigger asshole than before. So this week wasn't much fun. Except for that night that we went to the swimmingpool with an ex cop and his wife and he felt we let him a stray... He'd never done anything illegal in his life, because he was a copper. It was hillarious. He was afraid we were gonna get caught and would be thrown off the campsite... Funny!

So that was another part of my working-travel trip to Australia...

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Port Hedland
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