Embarking in Genoa on the Neptunia with my painting material and the strong purpose to see other countries and to learn english.  

We arrive in Melbourne where I find straight away a job in a factory making cars batteries.  

Beautiful : sun, beaches, bracken, furious see throwing water on the rocks.

Then suddenly a long period of impetuous rain.  

A week in the train to look for the sun in Queensland. Train full of yougoslaves, russishs, tchechs etc. Going up in the nord looking for a job as sugar cane cutters. Every day the train stop in a lost train station where we can eat sandwiches displayed on boards streched outside. I am going out of the train, first in Ingham where I am turning around with my travel mates under the overwhelming sun on the village public square, waiting for an hypothetic job as sugar cane cutter. Without succes. Finally I arrive in Cairns in 1963.