One of the full time cellar hands has a really nice camera and he sets it up and has it take a picture every second and then makes it in to a video. So here is one of the videos he made of what happens in the cellar during harvest.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rhk-4IUBsX8
Last weekend was the first weekend we had off since my birthday, so a group of us decided to get out of town and see what Adelaide night life had to offer.
Because we are in Australia, holding a koala and feeding a kangaroo seemed like a 'must do.' Some of my friends at work are locals and were able to tell us a place where we could do this, and it was on the way down to Adelaide, perfect! It was called Cuddlee Creek. What a perfect name! It was kind of hard to find, and with some detours in the beautiful Adelaide Hills, we finally found it.
The place was like a zoo, but sectioned off where kangaroos and wallabies could run around freely and people could pet them, like a petting zoo. It was really bazaar and intimidating at first. The kangaroos were so soft and friendly once I let down my guard. Seeing so many movies and TV shows where the kangaroo kicks a person always stays with you...
There were also monkeys, dingos, emus, bats, camels, panthers... (others that I cant remember). Holding the koala was really special and something that I wasn't expecting to do. I've seen people take pictures with them while they are sitting on a tree right next to them, but holding it was pretty cool. It latches on to you like a child and then just sits there and eats the eucalypti leaves as you hold it and smile at the camera. Cute and cuddly thing.
Paul (English), Brooke (Australian), ME, Kaitlyn (Californian) and Kim (Danish) |
That was pretty much the highlight of the weekend adventure. In Adelaide, we did a lot of walking around and some shopping. It is just like any other city with lots of people out and about.
This last Friday, Paul left us to start another harvest in New Zealand. The first of many good byes to come. They are still horrible, and this is the worst part of traveling. Everyone who knows me, knows that I am the worst at saying good bye. AHHH!!!