Finding Yonder

My first little while here has been really great. Everything is very different. I never knew how scary crossing the road could be. There's a million cars and very few crosswalks. Pedestrians by no means have the right of way. If I die over here, I'm sure it'll be being hit by a car.

Yesterday was great. I went on an adventure. I took the bus to Chris' and met him. I think it's pretty safe to say that he's not a murderer or a rapist. He may just be waiting to attack me, of course, but I think he understands pretty well that I could kick his ass. He's got a great accent, and I can understand him a lot better than many of the other people that I've talked to. We went to the pub for a drink (I was very adventurous and had a diet pepsi). The building itself was fantastic. The architecture over here is very different than what we have at home. Everything is old - and if it isn't, it pretends to be.

The adventure part wasn't even that excting, it's more embarassing than anything else. So I'll blame Chris. See, he assured me that the bus drivers kick you off at the last stop. The stop that I wanted to get off at was the last one, so I was just waiting for the driver to say that I had to get off. He didn't, though, and I ended up going down into central Manchester. in the end I just hopped on another bus and rode that one till my stop. I walked home, and all was well.

Tomorrow I'm thinking about going into the center and wandering around. I love Joy. She's just a saint. She'll let me go off and explore and not be worried (or will do a good job of pretending not to be), and she doesn't mind at all when she has to give me directions or help me out when I'm lost.

It snowed again today, big fat flakes. I guess I brought Canadian weather with me. But I'll take the snow over rain any day. I do need to buy a touque, though. My ears get very cold when I'm walking at night.

See, I love England, but my hair doesn't. I think I'll be a wavy haired girl for the majority of my trip. There's no point in straightening it because it just turns crazy. I guess that's just as well beause I forgot to get an adapter for my hair straightener. It's dual votage, but I didn't even think about the plug not fitting into the wall. Mom's going to send me one because apparently you can't find them on this side of the world.

It's 11:33 pm right now, and I'm not tired in the least. I'm going to try and force myself to sleep. Gravol does amazing things.

posted by Lisa @ 3:09 PM