It's taken a while, but we're now finally online at home. The internet here isn't as straightforward as back in the UK. There don't appear to be any deals with unlimited downloads quotas and you have to read the small print to find out what you are signing up for.
Some companies include both uploads and downloads in their limits and others split the limits over peak and off-peak times.
After studying all the options and reading reviews I decided to get the home phone through iinet and the internet through TPG. The internet is advertised as 50GB download limit per month, however that limit is split between 25GB peak (7am-1am) ans 25GB off-peak (1am-7am) so, effectively, it's only 25GB unless I want to get up really early. I guess I'm going to have to start working out ways to automate my downloads overnight.
We did have an annoying issue with our address when getting the broadband connected. We live right on the border of two Sydney suburbs and the phone company had our address in one suburb and the internet company had our address in the other. Luckily, it was sorted after a couple of emails and our broadband is now connected.
The speed is pretty good too. Speedtest.net reported speeds of around 10MB-15MB, which is a lot more than I was getting in the UK. I had a really good Skype video call with my sister back in the UK - it was great to see and hear her.
So, at last we're reconnected to the world - it feels good...
Saturday, 4 April 2009
Wednesday, 4 March 2009
Licenced!
Today I got my first Aussie drivers licence. It was pretty easy and none of this sending forms off to a faceless department like you do in the UK.
I popped into the local RTA office, handed over my passport, UK licence, Medicare card, rental agreement and the application form and fifteen minutes later I had a sparkling new plastic card with my picture on it. Oh, and I had to hand over my credit card too.
Granted, the RTA office was fairly busy at lunchtime, but I still had time to pop in and grab a sandwich on my way back to work.
I popped into the local RTA office, handed over my passport, UK licence, Medicare card, rental agreement and the application form and fifteen minutes later I had a sparkling new plastic card with my picture on it. Oh, and I had to hand over my credit card too.
Granted, the RTA office was fairly busy at lunchtime, but I still had time to pop in and grab a sandwich on my way back to work.
Moving Day
So, we've finally moved into our apartment. It was all pretty easy - pop down the real estate agents and sign the forms, then get the keys and return to work leaving the wife to sort out moving the furniture in!
She did a sterling job too!
Seriously, apart from the tiring job of moving furniture into the flat, it was fairly painless. However, getting the furniture to the flat was far from it. My wife, an Australian, left many of her possessions in storage when she came over to the UK about eight years ago.
She went down to Melbourne over the weekend to arrange for them to be brought up to Sydney to arrive on Tuesday or Wednesday. Despite promises of an early afternoon pickup, the removal guys didn't turn up until early evening and my wife had to re-arrange her flight back to Sydney. Even so, they were still packing the van when she left them and had no idea when she might see her possessions again.
Happily, they arrived pretty much on time and she spent a day unpacking boxes to discover things she had forgotten about and packing stuff in cupboards after cleaning eight years of grime from them. Last night, the place was beginning to look a little more like a home than a storage depot.
She did a sterling job too!
Seriously, apart from the tiring job of moving furniture into the flat, it was fairly painless. However, getting the furniture to the flat was far from it. My wife, an Australian, left many of her possessions in storage when she came over to the UK about eight years ago.
She went down to Melbourne over the weekend to arrange for them to be brought up to Sydney to arrive on Tuesday or Wednesday. Despite promises of an early afternoon pickup, the removal guys didn't turn up until early evening and my wife had to re-arrange her flight back to Sydney. Even so, they were still packing the van when she left them and had no idea when she might see her possessions again.
Happily, they arrived pretty much on time and she spent a day unpacking boxes to discover things she had forgotten about and packing stuff in cupboards after cleaning eight years of grime from them. Last night, the place was beginning to look a little more like a home than a storage depot.
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Flat Hunting
Looking for an apartment here in Sydney was fun. actually, no it wasn't. We were looking for something akin to what we had in the UK, two bedrooms, two bathrooms and a parking space. They are like gold dust here and no sooner had we seen one on the internet or on the rental list of a real estate agent, it was gone.
Before leaving the UK we had done some research into the areas of Sydney that we would like to live. Initially we had thought that Leichardt would be nice. It's an Italian influenced community and with our love of everything Mediterranean, especially the food, we thought it would suit us well. Further research revealed that the journey from there to the office where I would be working in North Sydney could be a potential nightmare. The suburbs of Balmain, Crows Nest, Newtown and Rozelle were among others that were suggested. Crows Nest, with its cafe culture looked like a favourite and after visiting the area, we decided that its village feel, restaurants, cafes and shops would suit us well, so we concentrated our search in that area.
So, we began visiting every real estate agent in the area and booking up to see anything that was still available.
We visited one place in a large tower block that sounded great. The tower block had a gym and a pool that were used by the residents. Upon visiting it, the apartment looked like a bomb had hit it! You couldn't see the floor for clothes and children's toys! The walls had been drawn on and there were Disney transfers on the windows. We tried to look past the mess, as we knew that it would all be cleaned once the current tenant left, but we couldn't look (or hear) past the traffic noise from the Pacific Highway.
Another time we did a viewing with about a dozen other people. That flat was in North Sydney and was very nice so we took an application form. One of the things that you have to submit with an application for are several forms of id information. They have a points system where a passport may be 30 points, driving licence is 20 points etc. We realised that, because we had no previous rental history in Australia we had almost no chance of being able to come up with the 100 points of documentation required so we didn't bother applying for that one.
A few days later we joined a few other people in viewing a nice flat in Crows Nest. It was a little small but otherwise fulfilled our criteria. We spoke to the real estate agent and explained the issue with the id “points”. She advised us to send whatever we could, so we took an application form. We also said that we would be in a position to pay six months rent in advance, should that make any difference. So, we filled in the application form and faxed it back with copies of as many documents as we could find – passports, drivers licenses, mortgage statements, job offer letters you name it. If it had something on it to show that we could pay monthly rent okay we sent it. The following day we heard that our application had been accepted. Hurray!
The only downside was that we couldn't move in for two weeks so we had to find a place to stay for those two weeks. We were both fed up of living in the hotel, so we decided to find a serviced apartment for a couple of weeks. This would be cheaper than the hotel and would allow us to cook for ourselves and do our laundry without having to carry everything to a laundrette. We found one eventually in Cremorne which although not luxurious, has suited our needs.
So, we move into the flat in a few days. I can't wait!
Before leaving the UK we had done some research into the areas of Sydney that we would like to live. Initially we had thought that Leichardt would be nice. It's an Italian influenced community and with our love of everything Mediterranean, especially the food, we thought it would suit us well. Further research revealed that the journey from there to the office where I would be working in North Sydney could be a potential nightmare. The suburbs of Balmain, Crows Nest, Newtown and Rozelle were among others that were suggested. Crows Nest, with its cafe culture looked like a favourite and after visiting the area, we decided that its village feel, restaurants, cafes and shops would suit us well, so we concentrated our search in that area.
So, we began visiting every real estate agent in the area and booking up to see anything that was still available.
We visited one place in a large tower block that sounded great. The tower block had a gym and a pool that were used by the residents. Upon visiting it, the apartment looked like a bomb had hit it! You couldn't see the floor for clothes and children's toys! The walls had been drawn on and there were Disney transfers on the windows. We tried to look past the mess, as we knew that it would all be cleaned once the current tenant left, but we couldn't look (or hear) past the traffic noise from the Pacific Highway.
Another time we did a viewing with about a dozen other people. That flat was in North Sydney and was very nice so we took an application form. One of the things that you have to submit with an application for are several forms of id information. They have a points system where a passport may be 30 points, driving licence is 20 points etc. We realised that, because we had no previous rental history in Australia we had almost no chance of being able to come up with the 100 points of documentation required so we didn't bother applying for that one.
A few days later we joined a few other people in viewing a nice flat in Crows Nest. It was a little small but otherwise fulfilled our criteria. We spoke to the real estate agent and explained the issue with the id “points”. She advised us to send whatever we could, so we took an application form. We also said that we would be in a position to pay six months rent in advance, should that make any difference. So, we filled in the application form and faxed it back with copies of as many documents as we could find – passports, drivers licenses, mortgage statements, job offer letters you name it. If it had something on it to show that we could pay monthly rent okay we sent it. The following day we heard that our application had been accepted. Hurray!
The only downside was that we couldn't move in for two weeks so we had to find a place to stay for those two weeks. We were both fed up of living in the hotel, so we decided to find a serviced apartment for a couple of weeks. This would be cheaper than the hotel and would allow us to cook for ourselves and do our laundry without having to carry everything to a laundrette. We found one eventually in Cremorne which although not luxurious, has suited our needs.
So, we move into the flat in a few days. I can't wait!
Thursday, 12 February 2009
Settling In
I've been here a couple of weeks now and I'm coming to the end of my first week at work.
It's been a good start, although a little frustrating at times as we've tried to sort out things like bank accounts, medicare, driving licences and, mainly, somewhere to live as we've got no permanent address or credit history here.
The bank accounts weren't too bad as they were happy to take my work address as a mailing address. We'd set the account up before we left the UK so it was just a case of presenting ourselves to the bank and giving them some more information so we could access the money we'd deposited.
Medicare for me was fairly straightforward and I just had to show my passport to set it up. Once again they were happy to take my work address. However, as my wife is a returning Australian resident she had to prove that she had left the UK and broken any links with them. More by luck than judgement we had brought some letters from our insurance company stating that we had cancelled our house insurance. This and some documents from our shipping company seemed to do the trick.
So, that was the bank account and Medicare sorted we just had to find a place to live. More of that next time.
It's been a good start, although a little frustrating at times as we've tried to sort out things like bank accounts, medicare, driving licences and, mainly, somewhere to live as we've got no permanent address or credit history here.
The bank accounts weren't too bad as they were happy to take my work address as a mailing address. We'd set the account up before we left the UK so it was just a case of presenting ourselves to the bank and giving them some more information so we could access the money we'd deposited.
Medicare for me was fairly straightforward and I just had to show my passport to set it up. Once again they were happy to take my work address. However, as my wife is a returning Australian resident she had to prove that she had left the UK and broken any links with them. More by luck than judgement we had brought some letters from our insurance company stating that we had cancelled our house insurance. This and some documents from our shipping company seemed to do the trick.
So, that was the bank account and Medicare sorted we just had to find a place to live. More of that next time.
Sunday, 1 February 2009
Arrived, Safe and Sound
So, we've done it! We're here in Sydney at long last. At the moment it feels like a holiday, but I guess that will change once we start looking for places to live.
The flight was good, despite being delayed by 2-3 hours. Despite this, Singapore Airlines handled it quite well. I was sent a text early in the morning to say that it had been 'retimed' and when we arrived at the airport we were given food vouchers.
The flight was good, despite being delayed by 2-3 hours. Despite this, Singapore Airlines handled it quite well. I was sent a text early in the morning to say that it had been 'retimed' and when we arrived at the airport we were given food vouchers.
Leaving the family was really hard and very upsetting, as you can probably imagine. It was something that we had all been dreading and the tears flowed quite freely as the bags were being put in the taxi.
I managed to grab a few hours sleep on the flight to Singapore, which is quite unusual for me, I guess that was down to exhaustion, both physically and mentally as things had been pretty full on in the days up to leaving, with packing everything for shipping, selling and giving away our belongings and saying all our goodbyes.
The 747 was pretty comfortable with a good amount of legroom in economy, but the food wasn't that brilliant. It was spinach with everything! I don't mind it as an ingredfient, but big sloppy piles of it? No thanks! And spicy beans in the confined space of an aircraft? That's just asking for trouble! Apart from that it was fine.
Once in Singapore, we only had a couple of hours before our connecting flight to Sydney instead of the 5 that we originally had. We went for a shower, checked some email and then it was time to board the A380.
I'd been looking forward to a flight on one of Airbus's new monsters since they were announced and had booked us seats on the upper deck as I thought it would be a novelty to sit upstairs in a plane (at least in economy). The seats were comfy and well spaced and the entertainment system was great. There were even places to plug your USB stick into so you could do some work on the preloaded offfice software or watch a movie from your iPod on the large widescreen monitor mounted on the seatback.
The food was better on this part of the flight, but I wonder why I always end up with a vegan meal on this part of the journey? I always have to request milk for coffee and miss out on croissants for breakfast. It has happened on all the flights from Singapore to Australia.
We arrived in Sydney on time and caught a taxi to the hotel in North Sydney. We then went for a wander about and looked at the area where we are thinking of finding somewhere to rent, Crow's Nest. It looks great with loads of restaurant to keep Gaztronomy busy and a fabulous wholefood store that had more kinds of tofu than I knew existed! Oh, and it also sells Tiptree jam!
From there we caught a ferry across the bay and went to the Rocks and had lunch. We then popped back to the hotel for a snooze before popping down to a local Thai restaurant and then returned back to the hotel where I spoke to my parents on Skype. The wireless internet connection at the hotel is very weak and the sound was difficult to hear sometimes and the session kept dropping but it was good to see them.
So, that was the first day of our new life Down Under. The important stuff like finding somewhere to live etc starts now...
Friday, 30 January 2009
On our way...
As I write this, I am sitting at Heathrow facing a 2 hour delay to our flight. Not the best of starts, but at least Singapore Airlines have given us some food vouchers.
This week has been really hectic as we were organising moving out of our flat and trying to tie up any loose ends in our arrangements.
We have been selling a few bits on eBay and also giving away furniture on Freecycle and on Monday people turned up for the bed, television and sofas pretty much all at once.
We had planned to sleep on a blow-up mattress for a couple of nights, but due to a mix-up the bed went a day early and in the end we decided that we would stay at the local Travelodge in Tunbridge Wells. The room we had for the first night was pretty much just a box room and the bed was slightly bigger than a single - for two of us!
Anyway, we got moved for the next two nights which were okay, but it certainly isn't the best of the Travelodge hotels, I've only ever stayed in one worse than it.
Last night we went to my parents where we stayed the night and then said a very hard goodbye to my nephews and an even harder one today to my parents and sister. I feel very sad and guilty at leaving, but I know that these feeling for all of us will get better as time goes on.
This week has been really hectic as we were organising moving out of our flat and trying to tie up any loose ends in our arrangements.
We have been selling a few bits on eBay and also giving away furniture on Freecycle and on Monday people turned up for the bed, television and sofas pretty much all at once.
We had planned to sleep on a blow-up mattress for a couple of nights, but due to a mix-up the bed went a day early and in the end we decided that we would stay at the local Travelodge in Tunbridge Wells. The room we had for the first night was pretty much just a box room and the bed was slightly bigger than a single - for two of us!
Anyway, we got moved for the next two nights which were okay, but it certainly isn't the best of the Travelodge hotels, I've only ever stayed in one worse than it.
Last night we went to my parents where we stayed the night and then said a very hard goodbye to my nephews and an even harder one today to my parents and sister. I feel very sad and guilty at leaving, but I know that these feeling for all of us will get better as time goes on.
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