So we hiked down the wonderful hill:
Since the museum wasn't open quite yet, we wandered up and down"High Street," checking out thrift stores, etc. They have a KFC there, and a pharmacy called Boots (similar to Walgreens). There is even a shopping center full of stores (I resisted the urge to wander through the shopping center). We got lunch from Boots, and ate it at KFC (since KFC has tables, and Kat thought KFC sounded good).
Then we meandered through the museum. It was full of interesting facts about Welsh history, and I really think Liss would like it. Definitely her style. Attached to the cute little museum was a small art gallery. It was interesting to look at, especially the anti-America/George Bush artwork...I thought it was funny, but still kind of insulting:
We're not sure if they are just always late, or what. I asked Alex-from-two-doors-down, and he doesn't think people run everywhere. He says "Well, we have joggers too, you know," to which I had to reply "Yeah dude, I KNOW what a jogger looks like." I mean, that's not exactly what I said, but you get the gist. Anyway, if those people are joggers, they are wearing the wrong clothes and shoes, and have terrible form. And sometimes, they are just walking along in front of you, and then they randomly take off running. I really wish I knew what was going on; Is there something I should know? Where are they running?
We came back to our dorms for a short time to get Noelia and paperwork for our library cards. After our final trip to the library, we all returned to our rooms for a short break. We met at Bar Uno (the cafe/bar that is next door to my dorm) for a social event with all the international students. Basically, it was free food and a chance to chat with people, so of course we went. But there wasn't actually much socialization with people outside your own group, so Melisa and I left early.
Our plan was to stake out Melisa's flat until more of her flat-mates showed up. She hasn't actually met very many of them, and is kind of disappointed. So we made up a plan to knock and doors and ask to borrow a DVD. But it's harder than you think, and I'm starting to think most of her flat-mates are Asian. Not that that's bad, but I don't think English is their native language, and so we didn't want to approach the two guys cooking in the kitchen. They just spoke in a different language when we were in there, which wasn't very welcoming. After that, we lost our courage and spent a few hours talking instead. But those nights where you just sit and talk (and maybe tear up a bit, as well as laugh a lot) often turn out to be the best nights. They may not be the most memorable in the long run, but it's still a good way to forge lasting friendships. Melisa and I may not be able to pin-point when exactly we became friends (even at Ripon, it just sort of happened) and I know we probably won't be able to say exactly when we started confiding in each other, but nights like this one are important, and meaningful. It's nice to have people that you can talk to for hours without getting bored.
Anyway, now I might read for a while (yay LIBRARY BOOKS!) and then head to bed. It's preference party back at ripon for ADPi, and I'm really sad to be missing it. They'll be giving out bids tomorrow and picking up new girls, and it really sucks that I won't be able to be a part of it. But I wouldn't pass up my time in Wales for anything (mostly)...and everyone will still be there when I get back. It's just hard sometimes. It's been a long week (formal recruitment week always is) and so I haven't been able to talk to many people. Good thing my family likes to talk to me :)
Dear lex,
ReplyDeleteReading your blog makes me happy because I can easily imagine you're right here telling me all of these things! :) You should write a book, because this shit is entertaining :). I love you and I'm glad you're having fun... Keep scoping out the Flatmates and talk to the asians! :)