Thursday, March 09, 2006

Ok peoples. The deal with postcards is: if you want a postcard, send me your address. One will then be sent - eventually.

A few things have happened since I last posted. I actually can't remember what the last thing I posted was. But I know that things HAVE happened.

I had an interview at a cafe. I thought that it went well. I'm calling the manager tomorrow to find out if I got the job. I know that that's forward, but I'll say it in a polite way. The thing is, if I didn't get the job I need to start looking for more work right away. I also have to be in a close distance to my work, so where I'm living also is closely linked. I figure he'll understand.

To imagine what the cafe is like, there's a cafe right by the art gallery in downtown Vancouver. It's got sandwhiches and drinks and all sorts of stuff. That's just what this place is like. The hours are perfect too, so cross your fingers for me.

I also looked at my potential house. It's really nice. If the cafe works out, I think I'll be renting the biggest room. It's got tons of windows and a great big wardrobe and bed. I've also been looking at other housing options, though. There's a house right off of the church that I can rent from one of the pastors. I'll look at that if I don't get the cafe job (because that house means that I have to work in Didsbury).

Today I went into central Manchester and wandered around. It's weird, because it's not on a grid like Vancouver is. It's very curvy. I just wandered around until I eventually ended up in Picadilly Gardens (which wasn't very gardenish) and hopped on a bus back home.

Guys, the public transportation here is fantastic. Much better than at home. A bus comes every two minutes at most times, and I can take a whole bunch of them to get home (any of the 40's), not just one specific one. Yes yes yes. And you can get a weekly pass for like £2 (or £9 if you're using stagecoach, which annoylingly enough is the one I have to take to get to Chris'...).

The worst part of the day was the feeling of being cheated when I discovered that my hot chocolate was one third foam. And it was way too expensive. Always remember to ask for no foam. Always.

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