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My (not so) new home…

My new home

This is the little town I moved to. It’s a pretty place. I’m not going to say its name because half the town run google vanity notifications for whenever there is a mention of the place and I don’t want my personal blog to pop up on office monitors all over town.

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It’s a funny little boutique resort town and there is this hilarious idea that it’s a millionaires playground, and that everyone around here is loaded. That, unfortunately, couldn’t be any further from the truth. Unless you’re in hospitality or boats, it’s no easy task to find a decent job. The average pay – regardless of your education or experience – is between 35 – 50 000. Even for managers. Locals say that it’s the price you pay for living in paradise.

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It’s a pretty typical small town in most ways. There is a strong, lively and political community here. The barflies hold court at either one of the two local pubs and talk about everything and everyone and get all fired up about stuff. It seems barflies rule the roost here. There is an insane amount of gossip. And no such thing as six degrees of separation, naturally. Here it’s one or two. I think that’s why I love True Blood so much – it’s set in a tiny town where everyone knows everyone else’s business and everyone is a little nutty. Same as here. And while it can get mighty bitchy at times, there is also a lovely sense of family and protectiveness when things go really bad for someone. Touchingly so.

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As an antidote to Tokyo, I couldn’t have picked a more perfect place. I live a quiet, peaceful, hermetic existence – I walk on the beach most mornings and evenings, hang out with my nephews and niece when they are free – visit the odd friend every so often. It’s a great place to sort my health and my head out. Money has been an ongoing problem, the work comes and goes like the tides. Being a freelance photographer /event organiser / online marketer is fraught with uncertainty. But it’s the price you pay for freedom .

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As my health & energy levels return, so do my motivation and inspiration. I reckon the ongoing rapid rise of these two integral elements will do wonders to improve my work opportunities. It’s all good. Well, it’s all GOING TO be good.

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People have been requesting pictures of the apartment. So here they are. Enjoy.

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5 Responses to “My (not so) new home…”

  1. j says:

    so what’s that apartment then, …a 17LDK ?
    :)

    j

  2. Jeff says:

    We will come visit! I love the marked up first photo. Do you have a helicopter too?

  3. Martine says:

    J! So sorry I just found your comment now. Whoops. Yes, a 17LDK indeed :) :) :)

    Jeff – You better move quick, I won’t be here much longer honey. Wish I had a helicopter. There are ots of them up here doing scenic tours…

  4. Chris says:

    Port Douglas is smaller than I thought it would be, compared to say the Gold Coast.

    So you’re right in the middle of town in Macrossan St (judging by the picture)? Looks very convenient for local shopping.

  5. You are one hell of a lucky man! Even visiting such a place is a dream come true for me..

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