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Tuesday, January 24, 2006

I travel U.K. North


Finally the moment is there.
After my parents, my sister and her boyfriend dropped me off at the airport; nothing emotional to it, though I myself was at the verge of tears for a few seconds after having gone through the passport control. After having waited for my f-ing flight for two hours (I still don't see why you have to get there that early). After having gone up and almost right after that, down again (it's so short, they shouldn't even be calling it a flight). After getting off the plane and waiting for Sarah for ten minutes; poor thing had been running around the different terminals because she didn't know which one I'd be arriving in. After riding the bus together with her to Rusholme; my new neighbourhood to be. After ringing the bell at my new home for five months coming. And after having walked through the door, I was finally there.
Well not exactly, because I wasn't in my room yet. And I won't be for the next week because the girl whos room I'll be taking over is still here. So for now, my room is the living room. Which is quite nice, I guess. Well if you like Egyptian style furniture that is. But even if you don't, I must say Egyptian style furniture sleeps pretty good.
So was it all as dramatic and heroic as I thought it'd be? Not exactly. I don't really feel as if I'm a whole new person just yet ;) But what do you expect right? It's not as if I have walked through some sort of magical portal saying 'become a new person' above it. It's just the sea I've crossed, not even an ocean (right?).
So after one night of British sleep I decided I'd through myself into the busses (not in front off, that'd make my trip here very short!). I took a bus to the city centre; U.K. North was the first to arrive, so U.K. North now is my bus. See there's different bus companies over here and you can't get onto say a Stagecoach or Finglands bus with a U.K. North ticket. You can buy a weekly ticket which is only 2 pounds, and so I did. And so from that day onward I'll travel U.K. North (or at least for this week).
I did some shopping downtown and when I was done I took the bus home again. This was much more tricky. Because on the mainstreet that goes through Rusholme everything basically looks the same. So I was kind of nervous not to get off to soon or too late. Of course this woudn't have been the end of the world because I still have the ability to walk (lucky me!). But, I got off exactly where I needed to! Ha! I know this was nothing, because I had actually remembered a reference point (a restaurant called Jaffa's). Still I felt like I could've conquered the whole world there and then! It was great!

3 Comments:

Blogger Merel said...

It's great to hear you're okay ... you sound like a down-right woman of the world, to me ;) Enjoy everything, alright? And thanks for posting an Artis-picture! I've just drafted a whole post about yours and mine, to be posted one of these coming days. Love you!

9:09 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You go girl!!! Good job on the U.K. North bus! Please do enjoy your time in the uk, will you??
I know you will.

Kiss 'n hugg Yvonne

4:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey liefje veilig aangekomen!! yeah!!! let the uk party life begin!! Ik kijk uit naar je verhaaltjes en fototjes!!
kusjes

4:27 AM  

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