The plan...

Before arriving in Australia my contact here was suppose to line up a Pastry Chef job for as well as line up transportation from the airport to the hotel they were putting me up and supplying me a phone.  All this was part of the job package I purchased for $1000.00 as well as a few other details like being my constant contact while I was here, and a reference for me to find a place to live.  Up until about 4 weeks before I was suppose to leave I still had no job offer. I had to really push my contact to find me a job.  Finally she came through for me.  She found me a job at Cala Luna as a Pastry Chef Apprentice.  I was so excited and by the look of the website I knew I was in for a GREAT experience.  I purchased my plane ticket, found a great deal actually- $800 one way.  I flew out Monday July 2nd and arrived in Sydney on Wednesday July 4th at 6 AM!  The first flight was AMAZING!  I had an entire row to myself, roomy seats, movies to watch with tvs in the seat in front of you.  That flight was from Portland to L.A. I arrived in L. A. and had a 4 hour layover.  My next flight from L.A. to Sydney was 15 hours long!  This flight was still good but I was in the very back of the plane where it was only a 2 seater row.

 Still very roomy seat and the lady next to me was from Sydney so we chatted a bit and since this flight was a red eye most of the passengers slept most of the time.  They feed us dinner about 1 hour after we got on the plane and breakfast about 2 hours before we landed.  The food was surprising good considering it was plane food. 

I arrived in Sydney, went through customs and I looked for the person who was suppose to pick me and he/she was no where to be seen.  So here I was in a very large crowded airport in another country with 3 pieces of luggage and didn't know what to do next.  I found the airport help desk and asked her where to go and what to do.  She called some numbers and sent me to the other end of the airport pick up and to wait for a Chinese man with glasses.  Geez that sure narrowed it down haha!  I stood there until about 7:45AM and finally a tall white guy had a dry erase board with my last name on it.  He was the arranged pick up for me.  he took to Glen Ferrie Lodge (which was the hotel they put me up at) carried my luggage up 2 flights of stairs and left.  I walked in the door and told the guy at the counter who I was and asked if I could check in.  His response was, check in is not until 2PM.  I asked him what I was suppose to do that I had been traveling all night and I was exhausted.  He let me check and he put me on the ground floor next to laundry room and near the street.  Lets just say it was so noisy there.  I stayed there about 8 days before I found a place to live.