
After the Margaret River road trip, I had to get some more important things sorted. Firstly, where I was going to live for the next month in Western Australia. The dorm I'd been sharing was already grating on me after spending a couple of nights so I decided to try and move on to a different backpackers - even though this would be more expensive.
Asking the first random person that I thought to ask, I was offered my own room in a house in the suburb of Inglewood, Perth. Extra bonuses; it being cheaper than the cheapest backpackers and the fact it has its own swimming pool in the back garden (all for 36quid a week)! It's also located 1 minutes walk from the nearest supermarket, library, garden centre, payphone, cafes etc etc etc.

So last Monday I moved in with a half hearted intention of getting a job to kill some time for a few weeks before I move on. One week on and I'm still jobless, but my suntan, swimming stroke and beer belly are all now well trained. The others in the house are foreign students or full time workers, so to be doing less than a student I'm doing okay in the lazy-stakes competition!
Despite a week of doing relatively nothing, I've still managed to push my lifestyle boundaries; experimenting with cooking as well as dealing with my washing on a full time basis.
On friday night, a few of us ventured down to Fremantle. It's a pretty cool place to go out, with

Saturday we stayed a little more local; a visit to Raj's (the landlord) cricket club for their monthly curry night before a few more beers at a local brassery.
Most days I'm able to go and visit Kings Park. It's a great place to read, listen to music and generally kick back and watch the world go by. Times like these I can reflect on my travel experiences, and in particular, I realised on Tuesday that I had been travelling for exactly 4 months.

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