Trust me, Jesus saved us with this one!!!!!!! One word about Bundaberg, "SHIT" I'm sorry if that offends anyone but man was this place bad, as soon as we got here we wanted to leave.
We arrived here with the sole intention of getting some fruit picking work for a few days, it didn't happen as apparently you have to do at least a week, ha, as if Jo would have lasted a day!!! Anyway being told that there literally was nowhere to stay and no work in town, we had one last option from a pool of five or so hostels to choose from. The only problem was the person running the hostel worked the strangest of hours, 10-11.30am and then 3-5pm. The time when we got there was... you guessed it 11.45am and we were reduced to sweating in the heat drinking VB from a brown paper bag for over three hours, classy! Honestly what a lazy bitch, who has a 3 and a half hour lunch break? If you had ever seen her you really would have known why McDonald's was so busy at that time of day!!!!
Anyway, she put us up for the night, only a night mind you, no more, no less. That left us with only a precious few hours to arrange a bus out of here, anywhere, I don't care as long as its not here were Jo's words. As the picture says, Jesus did save us, there was an available bus the next day and boy did we get it. We just had to fill the night with something to do. Well with nothing more than church after church after church we finally found a place with a license to sell a beer, I would call it a bar but it wasn't. It was more like a bottle shop with seats, just not that posh! We had a beer and left, it was that bad! At least we were saved by the fact that there was some decent TV programmes that night else I think we would have gone insane in this hell hole..........
Do NOT go here, I repeat do NOT go here!!!!!!!
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