1. If anyone every calls you or someone that you may know an egghead it is quite alright. That is because eggs come in all shapes and sizes and we can live to prove it. Over the three weeks that we have been here chances are we have collected upwards of 40,000 eggs and we have seen round, oval, bumpy, you name it, shaped eggs. That is we have yet to see a square one.
2. Wet chooks smell worse than wet dogs. Hands down.
3. Adorable little baby calves will run away from you no matter how much you want to be their friend or however much you sweet talk them. They do not want to be pet, they just want to be fed.
4. The local pub of Merriwa is an extremely friendly place and it further supports our theory that local bars will forever and always be better than that of a large metropolis city.
5. The animals here are dangerous so: if you ever see a brown snake do not scream and be scared watch it patiently and then shoot it. Unless it continues to slither under the porch of your house where you will not chase it but rather just be paranoid about it everyday, which is more of our story. And always remember to shake out your shoes because red back spiders WILL be hiding in there waiting for yummy little toes to slip right in.
And finally in the wise word of Mark:
"As long as the driver is next to the line on the road, you know you are doing it right."
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"Curiosity didn't kill that cat, it killed the chook. Curious little buggers they are."
Mostly we would just like to thank Mark and Di for welcoming us into their home, onto their farm, putting us to work, introducing us to some wonderful people (Jim, Leslie, the fellows at the pub, and all the ladies in the egg shed...but most importantly Sampson and Delilah)and filling our tummies with wonderful food and our heads with everlasting knowledge.
Until the next stop,
Jes & Brian.
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