So Kayla and I had made our way to Nelson after our slightly depressing dismissal from Lochmara Lodge. We said our goodbyes to Missy and Dylan set out to Golden Bay for what we were sure were gazillions of brilliant and exciting job opportunities. So naïve. This is what we learned over the next few days.
1)Golden Bay is extremely remote and tiny. The town of Takaka, where we hoped to find jobs, lies along one main road…and that’s it. Not exactly overflowing with job opportunities. And along the coast where we really wanted to get jobs is even more remote and pretty much impossible to work in unless you have your own car. Right. Strike one for Little Raptor and Amazon Warrior. It was ok though because we had our super wonderful, uber hippie artist friends Lethea and Ngang to spot us a place to sleep and some rides around. But needless to say, we decided fairly quickly to head back to Nelson asap to look for work
2)Kombucha: discovered in a tiny town in Russia in the 1950’s it is a type of drink involving fermented tea that apparently is extremely healthy for you and kept all the people in this town alive and kicking for many many years. Look it up.
3)Nelson sucks. It probably doesn’t for people who don’t need jobs, but otherwise it is not a good place. When the couple who picked us up and were giving us a lift to our hostel heard that we were looking for work they replied “Wow, just like the other 1,000 people in this town.” Strike two.
4)Going to Antarctica for work as a chef at the McMurdo Base for 6 months is not a realistic alternative to finding work in New Zealand.
5)After 2 days of job hunting, if your main idea for survival involves working the McDonald’s night shift and then sleeping on the beach during the day so you don’t have to pay for accommodation then you should probably reevaluate where you are at in life. And that would be strike 3.
Just when we were about to give up hope we got a call from an advertising agency who needed food and beverage people to work Cup Day in Christchurch, the biggest horse racing event of the year in New Zealand. Sure, it was only work for one day. But still. That’s one day more than we had gotten so far. So we headed to the motorway to stick out the thumbs and wait for a lift down to Christchurch. As we stood on the side of the road a car drove by and the driver flipped us off. Right back at you, Nelson. And who cares - we got a job! -E
1)Golden Bay is extremely remote and tiny. The town of Takaka, where we hoped to find jobs, lies along one main road…and that’s it. Not exactly overflowing with job opportunities. And along the coast where we really wanted to get jobs is even more remote and pretty much impossible to work in unless you have your own car. Right. Strike one for Little Raptor and Amazon Warrior. It was ok though because we had our super wonderful, uber hippie artist friends Lethea and Ngang to spot us a place to sleep and some rides around. But needless to say, we decided fairly quickly to head back to Nelson asap to look for work
2)Kombucha: discovered in a tiny town in Russia in the 1950’s it is a type of drink involving fermented tea that apparently is extremely healthy for you and kept all the people in this town alive and kicking for many many years. Look it up.
3)Nelson sucks. It probably doesn’t for people who don’t need jobs, but otherwise it is not a good place. When the couple who picked us up and were giving us a lift to our hostel heard that we were looking for work they replied “Wow, just like the other 1,000 people in this town.” Strike two.
4)Going to Antarctica for work as a chef at the McMurdo Base for 6 months is not a realistic alternative to finding work in New Zealand.
5)After 2 days of job hunting, if your main idea for survival involves working the McDonald’s night shift and then sleeping on the beach during the day so you don’t have to pay for accommodation then you should probably reevaluate where you are at in life. And that would be strike 3.
Just when we were about to give up hope we got a call from an advertising agency who needed food and beverage people to work Cup Day in Christchurch, the biggest horse racing event of the year in New Zealand. Sure, it was only work for one day. But still. That’s one day more than we had gotten so far. So we headed to the motorway to stick out the thumbs and wait for a lift down to Christchurch. As we stood on the side of the road a car drove by and the driver flipped us off. Right back at you, Nelson. And who cares - we got a job! -E
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