The official tour August 13, 2008
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Here stands the record of mum’s tiny, shared flat on Colechester Ave.
- bedroom
- kitchen, side one
- kitchen/ living room side 2
- shower closet.
- Toliet
- My favorite place – the post office
That’s what you get – not a klondike bar. August 11, 2008
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By this time tonight, I will be back in manchester! hello, clean shower. I would just like to say that i went to the post office this morning, then bought thin minty chocalates next door. Afterward, I proceeded to Saindsbury’s and bought a carton of 16 mini choclate chip muffins for the train ride today and another pack of my special colored pens (this pack has 8 pens instead of 5; the colors make me weep, they are so beautiful). Basically, the train ride is going to make me throw up on the way to my home away from home. I swear if i do, I’ll be sure to take a picture.
Dramatics with the Neighbors July 21, 2008
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So here are the living arrangements – Me and my mum, Rahf the Iranian guy and Maria the Welsh woman, the polish couple down the hall all crammed into tiny bedrooms. Maybe 7×7. Children were not meant to live in such close quarters to their parents. lol. I’m driving myself up a wall. Alas, that is the only place I can find space. We all share a crammed living room/kitchen / eating area, a small bathroom, and a dingy little shower closet that makes me uneasy if I look at it too close. Oh well.
Last night Rahf cooked dinner for me, mum, and Maria. He’s got some mad kitchen skills for sure, and I ate a ridiculous amount – stir fried chicken and vegetables, some sort of flat bread, and rice Turkish style with noodles in it. Mmm.
It’s weird, because before i arrived, mum made it sound like Rahf and Maria were not ones to hang around. I met the Polish couple and they seemed nice. But after our last dinner, The Polish couple seem like the Villans and other two seem almost jolly. There is quite the drama that unfolds in that tiny little flat, and I would just love to spell it all out right here, right now. However, I’ll have to save all the retelling for later when I’m long gone. Who knows if they shall ever see this blog? I wouldn’t want to offend anyone. Or worse – join the disfunctional episode myself. Point: Our perception of people can be as different as who’s telling the story.
Cardiff Double Decker July 21, 2008
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Here it is, folks. My first passage on a double decker bus, commencement having taken place on 20 July, 2008 via Cardiff City Center to the corner of Colchester ave and Waterloo rd. Yes dears, there is a prominent Waterloo rd. I see familiar street names all the time. Eerie. Also, there’s a shot down our street. It doesn’t look very special becasue I didn’t have time to look for the best vantage point, but I assure you, the street is quite attractive.
And guess what? I made my first trip to the post office today!
She hails from Whales! July 15, 2008
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I’m newly arrived in Whales, and 6 hours in, the place is feeling fresh. Yahoo! tells me that it’s 63F today, i hear seagulls echoing outside, and though there is just as much secondhand smoke as Manchester, Cardiff smells good – like fabric softener and sweet sea breezes. We took the train in this morning at 5am, rode for about 4 hours, and got here just in time for mum to make it to work. There were plenty of splendid countryside veiws, and i saw more animals! Cows, ducks, sheep, hogs, and horses. Next I will have to herd a few. ha.
Up top there is my early morning face with mum snoozing away next to me. I had not a drop of makeup on and florescent lightning never did much for me. However, we got on pretty well. Cardiff itself is lovely. The city is bustling and the architecture is very distinct and old, but it still feels very clean and small and cozy. Again, it’s only been 6 hours. The university here, UWIC, is just 5 or 10 minutes from our cramped little room that will get it’s very own post, let me tell you. Today I had lunch with my mum and her coworker, Rachel, in the starbucks cafe of a swanky bathroom store. Quirky, huh? My orange juice bottle was actually fizzy inside, and we found out that the seal had broken and the juice went all bad. Just my luck. I should have figured it out when the juice spewed out everywhere.
The people here just seem really nice and funny – a breath of fresh air in itself. At the bus stop, we saw a guy with cat years and a tail pinned on his rear walk by. the older guy on the bench next to me laughed too and said, “The world’s gone barking mad, hasn’t it?”


















