The first place where we stopped, was Mansfield, a name that can be suggestive for women that are looking for couple, but is actually a small town where is true that have many fields, but the majority without cultivating and that if you are looking for a man, you should go to the center of town and not to the fields.
The village has what all village must have, bar, and more than one. Aside it has a few stores of diverse specialties and until it has a supermarket, something that by the towns of around my city is not habitual, at least those of Mansfield‘s dimension.
The surrounding landscape was agreeable, full of mounts with fields of pasture for the cattle and closely together a quite great lake where the weekend goes people with their boats to fish. Although I do not have many photographies, I saw the dawns and more beautiful dusks of all my trip. But with the kangaroos there was no luck, in fact I began to suspect that they were only a legend and that they were only possible to be seen in the traffic signals.
In Masnfield I gathered cherries, thing that before I had never made, well, rather nobody had paid to me never to do it, neither had either been picking up them as much time, nor so fast, since here they pay it by boxes and not per hours. Only the useful thing that I can tell you, is that if a day you must gather cherries, you take some thing to protect the big toes and indices of the hands, since they finish aching enough.
Finalized the season of the cherries we moved towards Cobram, a town a little bigger than Mansfield (this one has 2 supermarkets), where there abound the fields with nectarines, peaches, plums and apples. In fact, aside from the apples, that take shelter later, it’s that we are gathering and it’s from here from where I write the three sections dedicated to Australia, refugee in the library of the outer high temperatures, paragraphs that I will not publish until arriving at home, since I don’t want to have any kind of problem with immigration.
Now only I have left 11 days to return to Lleida and after these 6 months in Australia working like an illegal one, already I begin to have desire of not having to worry about the papers, although in my country, I know that the labor subject can much more be difficult than it has been here.
Ah! by the way, in Cobram finally I could see the kangaroos, is as easy as to go to give a stroll during the dawn or the dusk, by the fields that there are around the town.
I come back home and therefore here there is ended the diary of this trip, that I will perhaps extend in the future but that at the moment I believe that it spent time enough until I can return to travel. I hope that you have liked, until the next one.