 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Week 11 (May 8th to May 14th) |
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
Monday May 9th, I got some sad news from home this morning: when I checked my email, I found out that my godfather died
in Curacao this past weekend. I didn't even know he was sick, so it came as a total surprise to me. I was sure that I'd be visiting him in Curacao within the next couple of years, so I was pretty upset.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Wednesday May 11th, Today Jason and I decided to take a trip to Cost-co. It's kind of out of the way, so we had to take a bus, and since it's Wednesday, it was totally void of people! Pretty ideal shopping circumstances . . . This was my first time being in a Costco ever, so I was pretty overwhelmed! You have to really commit to the food to buy it, cause they come in gigantic packages. If you buy something like cheese, you have to be comfortable with the idea of eating grilled cheese sandwiches for 3 weeks, so that the 2 lbs of
cheese won't go bad! All that aside, we did find a ton of stuff that neither of us have seen anywhere else, and for very good prices. Jason got some good beef, we both got real cheese (that's really hard to find here, all they have at most places is the
processed stuff), we both got bagels and we both got really big bottles of Jack Daniels. Afterwards, I was going to take Evan and Jason to my salsa class, but we were so tired that we decided to forego the class and go straight to Commune (Commune is the place with the open mic night). Unfortunately, I couldn't remember the name of the taxi stand for us to get dropped off, and Jason couldn't remember how to get there from the other end of the downtown core, so we got a little lost! Plus, at this point, it was pouring rain. So we ended up going to the movie theatre and seeing the only English movie that was playing at the time-- Kingdom of Heaven! I don't
reccomend it . . .
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Thursday May 12th, I got my second cooking lesson today. Jason used some of his good Costco beef to teach me how to make chili. What this means in actuality is I grated cheese and Jason did all the work! Chili is hard! Everything has to be cooked first and then it goes into the crock pot and then blah blah blah-- I've tried, but I just have no interest in cooking whatsoever! I can't help it. I am making more meals at my apartment; I'm pretty good at frying things now, but I think that's where my culinary skills will end. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Friday May 13th, (Friday the 13th oooh), Tonight was another jam night at Mike's place. We're starting to put together some songs for the open mic night, so I'll be really excited to sing somewhere other than the noraebang! Afterwards, we went to a bar in the university area, with Katie and Charlotte, two really great Welsh girls. We had some kiwi soju, which tasted great at the time, but oh my god, that stuff messes with your head. Soju is a Korean alcohol that kind of tastes like a combination of vodka and cleaning solution (In fact I've seen people actually use it as a cleaning solution, so I'm not that far off with my assessment!). It's really strong and really cheap . . . Koreans drink it like it's water. Kiwi soju is dangerous, because it just tastes so good . |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Saturday May 14th, Joy (my boss' niece, who is sixteen) just finished her exams this past week, so she wanted to take Jason and
I to her high school to show us around. In a pretty hungover state, the both of us dragged ourselves down to her end of town, expecting a pretty routine tour. Nothing could have prepared me for the reaction her classmates would have to us. I felt like a movie
star-- they followed us down the hall, took pictures with their camera phones, wanted to give us stuff, or just plain stopped and stared. It was so weird! Most of them were too shy to actually speak to us, but we caused quite the ruckus. I'm pretty sure all of the
kids there have seen foreigners before, but I guess they weren't really expecting to see them in their school. I think Joy is now the most popular girl in school! After sleeping for a couple of hours, I met Mike down at Commune for a live show. A band that does all Pink Floyd covers was playing. The band wasn't terribly impressive (granted, they did get better as the night went on - - or maybe everyone just got drunker, I'm not sure!), but I was just so happy to hear live music that I didn't really care. I'm realizing that since
the music scene is so small here, it might actually be easier to get gigs, since nobody else is trying to get any gigs. Anyway, the place was packed full of foreigners (now I know where they all go), and I met some more new people that night, and had a couple of really good music conversations. The scary thing is that without last call, it's hard to keep track of time, so when we finally left, it was light outside! After two really late nights and a busy week, I need to crash hard!
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
 |
|
|
|
|
 |
|
 |
|
|
|
|