Ok here’s a summary of what happened next, as I don’t have time to tell it all. We went up Mount Wellington intending to do some walks then watch sunset and sunrise, we went up saw it and got bored, so we called Ryan and asked if he wanted to go to the beach, he invited us to lunch. At lunch we met the rest of the tribe and including Maria Jessie’s mum who invited us to stay with her in a woofing style deal. So Rosanna, Molly and I end up down in Cygnet staying in a house by the beach and becoming part of this massive family that seems to have conquered the town. I stayed there for a month, with the girls doing such jobs as cooking and cleaning and I taking on the more appropriate jobs of cleaning the gutters and pruning trees. All the while I felt more a part of the family and would end up doing all sorts of random stuff with them, we spent St. Patrick’s day in Hobart, Jess came out with us and we met friends of hers and ran around the town in green nonsense and ridiculous hats, fantastically fun. One day we took out the boat, the boat is a 2 person affair, so naturally when 5 of us climbed in and tried to row to the island nearby it failed rather spectacularly, in fact it was only moving when someone jumped out and pulled it along. The rest of the stay was similar such nonsensical things coupled with plenty of fun and I was very sad to leave in the end, but end it must and so it did.
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