Living Down Under
When we were planning our trip, it was only supposed to be a year-long thing. July 1 to July 1. We were both hoping that our jobs could be held for us, but in my case, that didn’t work out. I’m glad. We would have lost out on a world of opportunities if we’d had to rush back to the daily grind.
Just after we left the United States, we heard about one of those opportunities from a fellow traveler in Ecuador. He (or she; wish I could remember who it was!) told Oksana about Australia’s Work and Holiday Visa program. Basically, if you’re 30 or under, you can apply to live and work in Australia for up to a year. I was over the age limit, but Oksana was both qualified and intrigued. It seemed like a risky proposition at the time – spending almost 3 days worth of our travel budget on the application fee – but ultimately we decided to give it a go. Maybe, if everything worked out just right, we’d be able to extend our trip.
Two or three days later, she received confirmation that her visa had been approved. It stipulated that she must enter Australia by December 28th, 2011. Perfect! We had a full year to decide if we were going to use it.
By the time we were in Thailand, we had met many Australians while traveling and most of them had suggestions about where to stay and how to go about finding work. During our month of downtime in Phuket, Oksana started the job hunt, mostly using Seek, Australia’s job search site. She sent her resume to dozens of recruiters and companies and collected an impressive set of rejection letters. We learned that companies don’t often give interviews to applicants who can only work a maximum of 6-months in one place…
Getting her resume out there wasn’t a complete waste of time, however. She had a least one Skype conversation with a recruiter that specialized in auto-industry work. He confirmed what we already knew: Just after Christmas (which was when we were planning to arrive) was literally the worst time of year to be looking for a job. Nobody’s hiring during the summer holidays.
He asked her to contact him when we arrived, though. Maybe something would turn up.
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