Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Temporary relocation to Brisbane - first adventures

Relocating to Brisbane comes with various adventures regardless of my previous stay.

Dan had warned me, a few days before my arrival, about a trip he has planned for us to take (which will conveniently postpone meeting friends and family on my very first day of arrival).  Once we collected all my belongings, packed it in the Pajero, or the 'monster' and hit the road North, to Noosa Head.  

Noosa, located on the Sunshine coast, North of Brisbane, is probably my second favourite location (as first place, in my opinion, still goes to Byron Bay).  It started raining as soon as we arrived in Noosa, which was not a surprise to me at all.  My very first memories of this place included backpacking with a dear friend, searching for our next place to rest as the rain poured down on us and a rainbow guided most of our journey (Natalie, memories do linger).  

We parked and thought to wait for the rain to pass, and when we realized it wasn't, we grabbed all our stuff and ran indoors.  We checked into a lovely place called Ocean Breeze Resort, located right along the main beach.  Once we moved our stuff into our room, I still had my rain boots on from the plane ride, we headed for a rainy stroll on the main strip.  Some of the shops were open but most were closed.  I believe I arrived on a weekday, so not much was happening.  Plus, June is a winter month, so cold rainy days are not at all popular beach days.  

Our 4 days in Noosa stayed rainy, but we managed to get out and shop, dine, and spend some time catching up about the last 6 months Dan and I spent apart.  I shared my Red Lake stories and Dan explained what was waiting for us in the next coming weeks.  I were to look for a job, a place to stay (with or without Dan) but all this had to be accomplished in about 4 weeks time (as this was the agreed time for me to stay at Dan's friend's place). 

Majority of my stories weren't new to Dan, as we kept in touch quite frequently via skype throughout our distances.  

Getting back to Brisbane, from Noosa was both daunting and exciting.  My first weeks were filled with job searches and meeting several of Dan's friends (some I knew from my previous stay, but many were people I only knew from Dan's stories).  Also, it was lovely to finally meet Dan's parents over a nice meal.  

Though I had feared that finding work will be tough, as the Australian public sector is suffering greatly, I managed to qualify for a position just 2 weeks living in Brissy.  I started working for a private travel clinic, providing vaccinations and travel health counselling to people traveling for either work or pleasure.  Well, I must say, it's quite a tease having to tell people how much fun they are going to have during their travels (as long as they take proper precautions).  Most days I offer to provide personal chaperoning, but it never seems to be necessary :-P

Another 2 weeks went by, and Dan found a place for me to rent, only a 15 minute walk from his house.  Living together was an option, but my finances aren't there to cover a one bedroom, in a metropolitan city.  I had no idea property rentals are so pricey in Brisbane.  Regardless, it's good to have my own space, and a space that I can afford.  My lease is up in the next 6 months, and we will see what happens after that. 

Lastly, my final accomplishment in my 2 months of staying here, was a temp full-time research gig with my previous professor.  I really cannot be any more thankful for my accomplishments and luck to settle quickly and start building my resume in the field of my interest.  That is all anyone can ask for.  However, I have not made it to the top of this hill.  There is much more work to be done.  But for now, I will enjoy and appreciate what has come to me, and take each day as it comes. 

More stories to come ....

-R 

Monday, July 16, 2012

Temporary relocation to Brisbane - the flight

DHC-3 Turbo Otter C-FODQ flight over Red Lake, Ontario


This is my very first update since moving from Red Lake back to Guelph, and packing once more for a journey which (first time around) was the main reason for starting my blog: I'm temporarily relocating to Brisbane once more.

It was a hectic 2 weeks just before my flight to Brisbane. Getting my stuff home from Red Lake happened in 2 separate flights, but all was sorted. Good-byes were said, and as always, practice does not prove to make these easier. I have a lifetime worthy of greetings and good-byes, and it still makes my heart ache every time. Regardless how little or a lot I have stayed in one place.

 I only had a week in Guelph to get as much time in with my parents as one could. Going to Brisbane is a special trip. Leaving my parents never seemed so difficult before, as it was on June 5th, 2012. Mom and I shared a bed each night during this week because my room was flooded with my stuff I brought back with me from Red Lake (this is also possibly one of the most nostalgic moments from when we used to live in a studio apartment or a bedroom in Budapest, and we had to share one bed.) Our current house in Guelph has 5 bedrooms, but regardless of the number, my comfort still lies in having mom near by.

Dad was also happy to have me home but he was thinking it was too short for some of his plans. We were planning to finish the basement renos together, and since planning takes time, I didn't get to help much when it came down to the physical labor. However, working with Dad, I learnt how to put up a new ceiling using one of those cool ceiling lifter/fixers. Pretty neat if you ask me. This was all only a month ago and I'm having trouble recalling our final week together. I managed to fit in a few visits with my brother and sister-in-law and of course my little nephew, before my departure. My great family and wonderful friends, I leave behind once more as I head off to a (this time) known land but with a very different agenda.

Intermission: 
A story of Renata's flight to Brisbane

I can recall pretty much every flight I have experienced, thanks to the power of emotions, which are invested during a chain of actions/reactions, and with it creating memories. So let me share with you one of these stories, taking you from YYZ to BNE.

Let's start by saying, one check-in luggage when relocating countries is not a fair amendment by the airline I was flying with (anonymous because there aren't many to choose from where I come from). Wanting to avoid flying through the US of A, should give you a hint on the flight company forcing me to fit my entire life into ONE checked-in suit case. So, as a true Romanian born, Hungarian, raised in Canada, I had 4, I repeat, FOUR carry-ons. Air Canada got nothing on this woman ! Oops. Said too much again.

To be fair, I had:
1) my laptop bag (which is a school backpack),
 2) my 60L backpack only filled to make it look small
3) my purse which is a side bag
4) a shopping recycle bag with books

So, I repeat, to be fair, I have always traveled with a few carry-on bags, and every time I was told, "those filled with books and papers are not a threat to any nation. They may come as extra carry-on and we won't make a fuss". I'm quoting myself, but you get the picture. Never been heckled for my 'ways' of travel.

The day was June 5th, 2012. Flight #, I can't remember, but I was on it, and I had one check-in bag, and FOUR carry-ons. Going through YYZ security was a joke. No one even blinked at me. Arriving in Vancouver brought a few extra giggles among the flight attendants when they saw me boarding. Some asked if I was planning for motherhood, and others pointed out that if I happen to fall, (having a bag at the front, on my back, and each side) it will protect me, and even bounce back from the ground.

Arrived to Sydney airport with all my gear, all my bags were in tact. Then comes Sydney security. Disregarding my FOUR carry-ons, but they do find a 10, I repeat, TEN CENTIMETER long pair of scissors. I immediately tell the guy, "Sir, I have been flying almost every 2 weeks, I am not smart enough to try and smuggle scissors across in my carry-on bag(s)", being too assure of something I was going to be proven so wrong. He checks once more and asks me kindly to pull out a small case, my pencil case, and sure enough, there is was, my scissors from home. My mouth dropped, I froze, and what does one say (after just speaking words of sarcasm): I'm so sorry about this and please take those away, I won't need them on my last 1 hour flight to Brisbane. He smiled and wished me a nice flight.

Why is it that every time I have a run in with security (this is a whole other story on its own), the guy has to be young and handsome ???

So I went with my FOUR carry-on bags, to my last flight, and as I was the last to board the plane, I was stopped and asked to get rid of one of my carry-on bags. A flight attendant ran downstairs to have my bag loaded on this same flight. In just under an hour, on June 7th, I was landing on a humid day in Brisbane, as Dan awaited for me with open arms at the luggage collection. Can you guess what were his first words to me?

"How many carry-on bags you got there ?" - and then we hugged.

And just like that we were off to Noosa for the weekend.

(Brisbane Update to be continued...)

Monday, May 28, 2012

Christmas in Romania - December 2011

Home for the Holidays


















A wonderful Christmas Holiday with family and dear friends.  








The Archbishop Desmond Mpilo Tutu, 2011

25 September, 2011
Heidi is drumming for Desmond Tutu.  She invited me to come and watch both her playing, but also to witness the man himself in action.  It was an honour to attend this event, and hear Heidi's soulful drumming.

































Gandhi Peace Walk at Sea Point, Cape Town, South Africa
2 October 2011

A dear friend, Vafa, invited me to walk for peace.  A 5km and 10km walk/run on a sunny Sunday makes for a wonderful day to gather at Sea Point in support for peace.  Archbishop Desmond Tutu attended the event in full support and initiated the walk by leading the first few meters.

We managed to walk the full 10 kms and have Heidi join us for the end of the stroll.

Another wonderful day in Cape Town spent with dear friends while supporting a great cause.

R :-)

Front Porch Visitors - March 16th, 2012

Friday, March 16th

My second day in Red Lake, all alone at my home-away-from-home, my parents hit the road just the day before, and I'm trying to make my way through some medical directives to learn about my new position.  The one and only visitor today was my landlord's son-in-law.

As we were chatting away, he became very quiet and says to me, 'come here, quick!'. Thinking that whatever he just witnessed would run away, we tried to stay quiet the whole time as we walked over to the front porch. A female deer, lifting her head to see us observing, then she returned to her feast.  The buck, standing in the neighbour's back yard, next door.  The two of them disregarding us even as the son-in-law walks to his truck and drives off.  I decide to keep them companion, and sit outside on this warm and sunny March day. Periodically they would look up to see if I have changed my location, but when content they would return to picking at the ground.

These supposedly wild animals seemed very comfortable with me around. No flinching and showing little signs of nervousness while I was hanging out only meters away.  I guess when one lives with nature in return nature embraces all. Plus, my theory makes for great pictures :-)

Enjoy !




Friday, May 11, 2012

Taking a Chance


Moving to a new country (temporarily) comes with a list of different feelings and emotions, but most would suggest that feelings of excitement ranks at the top.  In my case, the past 2 weeks have been hectic to the point where my weekends became sleeping marathons.  On April 30th I decided to call AHPRA in an attempt to negotiate (and speed up the selection process of) a new date for collecting my Australian nursing registration in person.  I have been led to believe (for the past year) that this was a common practice and comes with minimal complication.

Since 2010, I have spent enough time and energy (not to mention the amount of paperwork I notarized and mailed in) to keep me on edge since the very first day I submitted my application to the board.  Nevertheless, my paper work cleared and I received an in-principle registration.  This requires me to present to the AHPRA office in person at a date provided.  Knowing that a 'request for extension' is a possibility, I started my adventures in Red Lake both excited and relaxed about everything else.   

But not so fast!  On April 30th, lady #1 on the phone was happy and excited while she informed me about "Extensions are very common at AHPRA and I'm sure this could be arranged for your registration."  "But let me transfer you to the person managing your file"

Renata: “Wait, I have a person managing my file?  Since when!? 

During this phone call I was on gchat with Dan, providing him with play-by-play information on this nail biting telephone conversation. As I was talking to lady #1, I typed to Dan: "HURRAY !  I can get my registration extended!!!"  "I'm staying in Red Lake for the summer!" "You HAVE to come and visit me!!!"

Then, lady #2 came on the phone stating without any hesitation: "I'm sorry, your pick up date cannot be extended for this particular registration." "You have to present to the Brisbane office by June 14th or else your application will be withdrawn."

Renata: "Could I maybe speak with your manager?"

Lady #2: "Nope.  No one will be able to extend this date for you."  "I recognize that you have other commitments but I cannot help you further."  "I will send to you a formal letter stating what we have discussed."

Renata: (silence) while typing to Dan: "HOLLY crap, they cannot extend the date!!!!!"  "I think I'm moving to Oz!"  "Are you ready for a roommate?!"

Dan: " :-) " 

Once I felt defeated enough to stop asking further questions I hung up the phone.  My heart beating in my throat, excitement and disappointment racing through my body.  Who to tell first: Mom and Dad?  Dan's parents?  All the lovely people at the clinic?  My friends who were planning to visit me in Red Lake?  Or search and listen to ABBA - Take a chance? (it is common for me to think of a song at the exact moment a significant event has occurred).

Uncertain and confused, I decided to slowly follow the above list in order and break the news as best as one could. I first chat with Dan, making sure that he does in fact wants a roommate on such short notice.  His answer was: "Yes!"  

This was followed by a call to my parents.  As expected they were shocked, then concerned, and lastly, they asked me to sleep on it and call them back the next day to discuss further.  This would give them a bit of time to realize what just happened.  So, I called them the next day to discuss in further detail.  I used the weekend to sleep off the steam this news has created.   By the end of the week, enough time has passed to address my situation from every angle and break the news to the people at the clinic.

The feeling of letting people down is a dreadful experience, but from me, this was only the beginning and escaping the facts was not an option for me. By the time you read this blog post, family, friends and everyone at the clinic have received the news.  I’m moving to Australia.

Just on a side note (more like story), in the last week or so I started getting Chinese take-out on my Fridays, to mark the end of a work week.  Fortune cookies in the past have never been on par with my life goals but reading them has always brought me pleasure.  On this particular week, my fortune cookie read: 

"Take that chance you've been considering."

Though my fortune came after all decisions were made, these words did ease some of the tension I have been experiencing.  Not to say that my fortune will make packing, saying good-bye, and starting over again any easier, but it sure was something lovely to receive at the end of a hectic week.  I find the 3 activities listed in the previous sentence are tough to overcome and funny enough, they never seem to get easier, regardless of practice.

Red Lake has been a wonderful place to get to know, and the people I will miss dearly.  It is unknown what’s in store for me now, I just hope Red Lake will be part of it someday again soon.

R :-)

Monday, April 2, 2012

Book Review - The Soul of the Caring Nurse

This book was lent to me by my current landlord in Red Lake. Her son was presented in this book, but after reading his interview I kept reading from the very beginning. This book offers personal stories from nurses and breaks down their professional work into skills and experiences gained in the field. However, the introduction what grabbed me the most. And here it is...

Anyway

People are unreasonable, illogical, self-centered
Love them anyway
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives
Do good anyway
If you are successful, you win false friends and true enemies
Succeed anyway
The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow
Do good anyway
Honesty and frankness will make you vulnerable
But be honest and frank anyway
People love underdogs, but follow only topdogs
Follow some underdogs anyway
People really need help, but may attack you if you help them
Help people anyway
Give the world the best that you have and you may get kicked in the
Teeth
But give the world the best you have anyway.

-Author unknown
Found hanging in the lobby of one of the orphanages where Mother Teresa ministered


This is probably the best summary of what I consider as my life and professional philosophy, but there is much more that needs to be done. I have a long journey ahead of me.

How does this poem make you feel, regardless if you are a nurse, in the health care field, or something completely different. I am curious to hear from you all.

Share you thoughts:

Sunday, March 25, 2012

A Road Trip to Red Lake with the Mares'


Soon after accepting a post with the Red Lake Family Health Team, mom, dad, and I got planning a road trip to northern Ontario. Never before I or anyone from my family has been as far north in the province, so our imaginations were running wild when discussing what we were expecting to see on this journey. Moose, beavers, and northern lights were the top three hopes to capture with photography. Snow and cold was expected during our northern drive, so when we were experiencing sunny and warm conditions it made us smile from ear to ear.







Downtown, Red Lake
(in the distance you can see the 'ice road' on the lake)




Our journey from Guelph to Red Lake

View Guelph to Red Lake, Ontario in a larger map


The Big Nickle, Sudbury, Ontario




















Bushplane Museum, Sault St Marie, Ontario
































After a 13 hour drive from Guelph, we stopped for a sleep in Wawa, Ontario.
















We saw 2 deers just outside of Thunder Bay, Ontario, but still no moose.
















Kakabeka Falls, Ontario



















































...and after approximately 28 hours of driving, we arrived to Red Lake, Ontario

















The 'ice road' on Red Lake

















The Giant Colon - March is colon cancer awareness month !!!


















During our journey, as Murphy's law suggests, we did not see moose nor beavers. But the northern lights did come out for us the last night mom and dad stayed with me, as they were planning to drive home the very next day. One lucky night, only a 30 minute show. What a spectacular nature show!



















Mom and Dad hit the road nice and early on Wednesday morning. The house, where I am staying currently, became silent and empty. And it stayed this way for an entire week. Next week I start work, and looking forward to meeting the staff at RLFHT.

Cheers for now,
R :-)