Firstly this isn't a particularly a Systems Analysis and Design (or SAD as some people refer to it as) blog per se but i will try to make it as similar to the subject matter as a grape harvest can be.
So off to Shoreham on the Mornington Peninsula which is about an hour and half out of Melbourne. We analysed the best route there via a petrol station by using Alex (daughter of captain pete and Mrs. Coronel, owners of the property we would b visiting) as our GPS. So after the freeway turns in to a road we got to the last place we could get a trailer large enough for our extensive needs. After purchasing our ice-creams we walked to the trailer and tried to attach it to the car.... hmmm that was fun, the check out chick(he was male but i don't like him so he can be called a chick(not saying that being a chick is bad, just he didn't seem like he wanted to be a girl)) @ the petrol station seemed to think it was easyaparently a bunch of IT students can't figure out how a simple mechanical device work but can object orientent program in serval languages including one of us who has got 3 first class honours in just 1 year at university. After some jumping and alot of standing around w/ hands on hips a nice employee decided we looked clueless so helped us, so very kindly, i mean customer service who would have thought.So we continued along the designed route to our eventual destination travelling @ 100 in 3rd gear was a new phenomena for me but i was well in to it as long as we didn't get jack-knifed.
Arriving at the house was most lovely, the most picturesque of locations, with; grape vines, cows and a dam, all of which were visited on our grand tour which included a running race up the hill that had about a 25° incline, needless to say i did not win. The house, oh the house, it's so cute, fit with ample sleeping for all of us, which was quite annoying for me as i wanted to sleep in the same bed as some1 ;) yeah, it was Zander, the IT Technical Director at Digital Tree(yep a nerd), now stop staring.
A few bottles of wine later we were all merry, except our perfect driver, and we headed off to frankston to get Alex's brother Simon (yep, i know what u r thinking he couldn't possibly be a nerd, but oh yes he is (he programs in his spare time, oh yes he is (like i can talk i'm using 3 brackets within one another))). Then it was home to play Flux, the ever changing game, darts then bed, there was no creeping around at night, every1 got a solid night's rest in ready for the big day 2morrow.
6:45 AM (not the AM, yes 6:45 in the morning, yeah i know there is a time that early) we got up, well kinda, when i say get up i mean fall up, like fall out of bed and sort of fall down the stairs for caffinated hot drinks and toast.
Off to work we go, me and the best guy in the world Varun, first we were picking up buckets after the employed pickers of south-east asian decent had finished with them (note: they work effing fast!) then when farmer Miles took the first trailer away filled with 4 bins (1 ton) of grapes to the processing plant, me and fellow bucket picker uperereererer Varun we took turns on the ride on mower with the small trailer on the back going up and down rows of vines absolutely hooning it past the pickers, ocassionally scaring the living day lights out of them.
Many tons of hauling grapes in to giant bins on top of giant bins on top of giant trailers from mini tractor with tired dirty bodies all sticky from the grape juice was rewarded generously once we had finished at about 2 PM (yes we worked 7 hours and it's only lunch time, yeah i was starving). I had serval servings of buffet food, desert and wine which seemingly had little affect from all my friends in the Coronel wine range; Pinot Noir, Chardonnay (what we were picking) and Rose.
So it was back to dear old melbourne and to monash caulfield for some unix! ummm... yeah like that was going to happen, i was dead! so i decided that i'd let the best student in the world, Varun made it to the class and gave me the low down the next day, but u know it's not as good i would have felt guilty but i was so happy with my effort w/ the grapes that i didn't care, and allah knows i slept well that night :D
Drink Coronel Wines!
Thank you readers,
Goodnight!
