The written portion of my adventures resume
Hello dear dedicated readers:) I'm back. Christmas in T-Bay was just lovely... although no snow. I'll not going to bother with the details because I think 90% of anyone who reads this was there for it.
Sadly my bottles of Frank's Red Hot sauce got confiscated while going through security in Thunder Bay. As I knew but apparently forgot you're not allowed to fly with liquids over 100cm3 in your carry on. I cried a little about the hot sauce. Actually I'm still crying about it. Another semester with nothing but Salsa de Aji.
In the Bogota airport I saw this group of women that were totally done up more than anyone ever should be for travelling (gigantic heels, loads of makeup, and far too flashy clothes). Anyone who knows me well should be aware of my aversion to high maintenance women. Actually it turns out it was Miss Venezuela and Miss Mexico (of the miss universe pageant thing). I suppose it's part of their job to stay all primped. Personally I think that they would have looked cuter in a pair of sweats. Good thing I'm not a judge for those competitions.
It's weird to be back. Everything is very familiar yet its like I've forgotten how to interact with my environment. Like coming back to a very familiar place from your childhood or something. Strange.
I'm highly addicted to the new Robin Hobb book, Forest Mage. Despite my fathers valiant efforts to make me forget about Forest Mage and pie I still remember and enjoy both.
My friend Aaron should be moving in to the third room in our apartment soon. We're going to try to rig up some kind of pulley system to move his stuff. If it doesn't work it will be a disaster but if it does work it will save us at least 10 minutes of work. This is hard proof that in some ways I still think like a university student.
Sadly my bottles of Frank's Red Hot sauce got confiscated while going through security in Thunder Bay. As I knew but apparently forgot you're not allowed to fly with liquids over 100cm3 in your carry on. I cried a little about the hot sauce. Actually I'm still crying about it. Another semester with nothing but Salsa de Aji.
In the Bogota airport I saw this group of women that were totally done up more than anyone ever should be for travelling (gigantic heels, loads of makeup, and far too flashy clothes). Anyone who knows me well should be aware of my aversion to high maintenance women. Actually it turns out it was Miss Venezuela and Miss Mexico (of the miss universe pageant thing). I suppose it's part of their job to stay all primped. Personally I think that they would have looked cuter in a pair of sweats. Good thing I'm not a judge for those competitions.
It's weird to be back. Everything is very familiar yet its like I've forgotten how to interact with my environment. Like coming back to a very familiar place from your childhood or something. Strange.
I'm highly addicted to the new Robin Hobb book, Forest Mage. Despite my fathers valiant efforts to make me forget about Forest Mage and pie I still remember and enjoy both.
My friend Aaron should be moving in to the third room in our apartment soon. We're going to try to rig up some kind of pulley system to move his stuff. If it doesn't work it will be a disaster but if it does work it will save us at least 10 minutes of work. This is hard proof that in some ways I still think like a university student.
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