Meeting with an opera singer

I don t know for how long I will continue writing here as I also opened a new page on Facebook titled "Stories that need to be told", but I changed it into "Travelling - A way of a lifestyle. So I m writing there now as well.

It s been good last 4 weeks though. I m still staying with that lady and it s really cozy. I just thought to myself how many times I have had free accomodation in Australia? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7..7 times!!! 4 of these have been absolutely free, other 3 included working for them. I am working now on the weekend only, but have saved some money already. Can pay back to my friend and will get my own place maybe this weekend or next week.

"Leo, can you come today at 4?" one lady sent me a message about accomodation yesterday. It was meant to be at 5.30 pm.

I went there, walked like 2 km from the bus stop. It s in Bundall, very quiet area. I couldn t believe Gold Coast has such a private area. But it was a bit remote, need my own transport to live there, but as I got off the bus, and didn t realise how far was the place, I decided to go anyway as I made that effort to get from Southport to Bundall, which is not too far, but still..

I had a little trouble finding the place. It was showering a bit, but not too much. It almost never rains, unless it s storming, anyway, it was just a little shower.

She wasn t home and I decided to wait. My phone s battery got flat as well because i was using my navigation system to find a place. 

She is singing teacher. I mentioned on my ad on gumtree that I play piano(just to give them idea, who I could be, apart from any other things that 29 years old male would like).

"Hello Leo!" she escaped from her sport car.

Very nice and lovely attitude I sensed from the first moment when on the phone she actually sounnded like with no emotions, more like tired of something.

Her parents were eastern europeans too, so we had something in common. Father was from Croatia and mother from Ukraine. She actually reminded me a piano teacher from Perth, who s parents were from Eeasten Europe too, Romania I think,  can t remember though.

She was very talkative and hospitable and she got all the things it takes to have a studio. So nice and big livingroom. But 200 for the week a bit too much for me at the moment.

"I have some bills to bay and am a bit behind if you could help me to get some more students for me, I could reduce the price for you," she said.

She was actually an opera singer. Once she was invited to sing in Sydney Opera House. Every year they invite some 5 best opera singers fro Australia to sing in there and she was one of them. She asked me to play one song and gave me a note.

"I m really bad in reading the notes, you are probably better than me," I said.

"No, my fingers are very short and never wanted to pay much attention how to read notes," she was laughing.

Once I started to play I realised what the song was and she helped me out singing the song.

WOW!!!

I stopped playing. She sang so amazingly! The voice was so powerful, I was pleased to hear how she sang.

"Wow, you are really, really good singer. No wonder that you are singing teacher," I said.

"I was used to have many students, but when I moved to Sydney, I packed all the things up and left this place. Now, when I m back, I don t have many, but would like to have more, " she said me later.

She dropped me back to Southport saying:"Once you get more job, more hours, let me know- if I still am looking for somebody to rent a room, and haven t got anybody, I may reduce price for you too. I think about that and you think about that," were her last words.

I jumped out of car and the public transport, the bus was behind us and peeping impatiently. I almost wanted to show the finger to the busdriver. Idiot!

Piano bar, court, that lady, oh she drives me crazy!

Little excitement is stirring inside, but things are looking pretty good at the moment. I m still staying with that lady. It s been very kind and generous of her. I don t know how I would have lived so far. I moved into her place at 25 th of December, just on the Christmas Eve and today is already 10 th of January. Huuh..2 weeks..just about that.

 She acts like mum, talks about her son and compares me with his son, well his son is 35 and I m 29, so yes, not many years difference. She wants to help here and there and one stage I couldn t stand it anymore and I said:

"Hey, relax! Take it easy! Don t get too excited! I want to manage things on my own, ok..?"

"I m just trying to help", she said.

I got my job as a security now, but it s only on the weekends and I was thinking to get some more hours, so get another job as well. Was thinking to just play piano in different bars and then once she got so excited:

"Hey, I know the place, RSL, you could play there!"

What she does, she goes to dress up herself and comes to the living room:

"I m ready!" 

I was a bit surprised and to be honest a bit upset.

"So what s happening now..I m just trying to have some fun and maybe even earn some money," I was thinking in my head.
"So I have to entertain her too," I realised her thought.
I tried to show my dfispleasurement to her, but it looked like a rudeness to her obviously. I just didn t know what to say.

So we go, I just present myself in reception. Administrator gives me the number of the manager who runs the events and stuff. I just simply walk off, find a piano and check the building. Once I don t see her, I leave the building and go back "home".

"I just wanna hear how you play, I love pianos!" she told me later. Obviously I was rude to her.
Actually she has helped me a lot. Where else I would have lived? Just on the beaches. And the venues are also near to the Southport and from Southport it s not far to go to work. So actually in that,  it couldn have been even better. So I m just quiet. I work, have place to be, start saving money again and in couple of weeks I should be able to rent a room with some young people already. Jaanus is planning to take a flat just next to ocean, with amazing view to the ocean. I just need more hours and I want to pay back some bills that I owe to my brother and ..also police tickets. Eh, yesterday I went to court, because of one incident. But in court the was no case waiting for me. It was my first experience in court and I hope I never have to go there again. Police simply lied to me. They just picked on me, made a fun of me. So there was no court case for me and I was waiting for that for a month!. It was just being drunk in public place, they picked me up, didn t give me any tickets but that paper. It said something that if you don t pay bla bla bla,  I couldn t understand it much, but I remember police telling me:

"You have to go to court on 9 th on Jan". I m like whatevver!??!

Anyway, nothing happened. I just need to be sober and act normally.

So I have place to be, hoping to get some more work and see how it goes. Today actually I went for that interview and, in  the Oasis shopping Centre just by the Broadbeach, on  the 1 floor, there was a girl playing piano, just in the middle of the pathways..it was part of the bar. After my appointment I came down and asked about the piano.

"I saw girl playing piano here before. How does it work with this piano? I m actually also pianist."
"Aaah..mmm," the girl waves to another guy.
"So yeah, just wondering how does it work with this piano, I saw a girl playing before, I m also pianist."

"Do you just wanna play or for job?" he asks quickly.

"For job."

"The graphic is full, but you can write down your name and number and we will contact when we need," he gave me the paper, rolling it out from the receipt machine.

Done. Another chance to play. I really would like to play somewhere. If I had piano at home, I wouldn t even want to play somewhere on the restaurants, but I don t have. So if I get the chance, I play for myself, when getting also paid. Why not.

And that s it for now. If I get time and enthusiasm to write, I ll do it again.
Oh, I cut my hair as well.