With little money left to spend after our transport and arrival here in New Zealand, I almost immediately started to look for a job that would suit my qualifications. Because there was none, I tried to apply for diverse jobs; as Greenpeace fundraiser, translator or sculpture-painting-assistant. But didn’t get them, (off curse due to overqualification?). Now I have a job at the shop of New Zealand’s biggest organic foods importer, selling veggies and other goodies to Rudolf Steiner fans. Customers can sometimes be a little odd, but in a very nice way; the daily spinach-mushroom-pie is still tasty; and Melli and I get percentages off from our own shopping. Who could ask for more, I even made it into the newsletter….
Guess where I am..