This job was sort of my worst job, but also (and perhaps because of that) sort of my best one too! I worked in the fields in AUstralia potato picking. This generally meant getting up at 4.30am, crawling behind a tractor for sometimes over 12-14 hours (with 3 breaks, smocko in the morning 15 mins, lunch 45 mins, and afternoon smocko 15 mins). There were about 10 of us and we had to follow the tractor which turned the soil and pick up potatoes and collect them in buckets which we emptied into big bins dotted around the fields. Because the potatoes had to be brought in within a specific time, sometimes we worked later and later to get them in (before they went off)... it was hard intensive labour and I was covered in mud and dirt all day -plus we had to be careful of brown snakes (most dangerous in Oz) that would sneak into the bins, I saw 3, narrowly missing being bitten by one. But, i was working in these fields on the side of an incredible Valley, we all piled in the back of the truck at 4.30 am and the drive to the fields along this narrow road which snaked through the valley was amazing with wild kangaroo and wallabies dotted about the place. The people I worked with were wonderful, and the owners of the farm we worked on treated us like family. So although the hardest work I have done, I have some of the best memories of it too...