Hello again.
So I have moved into my new apartment and I am settling in quite nicely. I finally got the internet which is so expensive here. Not like that should be a surprise, but I miss the convenience of home. Things we take for granted because we have never been without it.
For instance, a good real cup of tea... the water here is super soft and tastes funny.
Yesterday I bought a water filter and installed it on my tap in hopes of at least having some "cleaner" water. It tastes slightly better, but that may be my imagination attempting to justify my purchase. Either way it's not what I'm used to.
I was walking home from the bus today and some random nice looking woman in an SUV gave me a ride up the road... normally I would think she was a weirdo and brush her off. I think she noticed that another guy was walking up the hill and she was scared for my safety.... so much for don't talk to strangers. Here people honk at each other all day, not to say or imply mean remarks, but rather to thank one another. They are constantly honking.
I walk down the street and strangers have conversations with you. People greet everyone on the bus when they get on. Not just a nod, but a " hey, how are you?" For the first week I was caught off guard but the locals convinced me that everyone does it.
I am exciting about some developments in the classroom. I am starting an after school computer math club ( nerd much, I know) for the middle school students. This way while they wait for their parents to pick them up, they can be having some fun with math. I'll let you know how it turns out. All the sports teams are spoken for.... I feel like I have to do something.
Two weeks today and it's "Spring Break," which means I get a 5 day weekend (wed-sun).
I am looking forward to exploring the other tip of the island. My adopted family is having me out for dinner again on Sunday(fresh malassadas...don't worry vavo they aren't as great as yours) and they live in St. George. That is one end of the island.
I live out towards the other end of the island called Southhampton. Dockyard is the other tip of the island, and there is another light house there, some shops, and the new mural that was painted as a tribute to the settlers of Bermuda. The mural was finished this year, and took four years to paint. I intend to wait a few more weeks and then I'll make a day trip out to the otherside.
On Sunday, after I finished my laundry I went for a walk oceanside. I thought it was a nice cool sunny afternoon. I did a little exploring, and walked up and down the road. There were some roosters and chickens walking about. They do that here, they are wild and Maria calls me the rooster girl because she says she only sees them when I'm around hehe. Anyways, my walk was great. I took some pictures and timed out the path to the bus stop. ... but all of a sudden without warning it started to pour. A beautiful sun shower... so I ran home in my flippy floppies. I was soaked, and spent the rest of the day inside as it rained.
Where I live in the little pool house is tucked in the backyard of a large range style home. The home is opposite the 17th hole of the Southhampton Fairmont Hotel's golf course. This is one of the highest points on the island, and I found out at school today that there is a cute little restaurant at the lighthouse around the corner and up the hill from my apartment. They serve all day breakfast on Sat. and Sun. which is essential information considering nothing is open on a Sunday here. There is another restaurant 5 min. the other way called Henry VIIIth and they supposedly have a great brunch... runs at about $35 however. Steep eh?
Needless to say I'm not going to starve, but I am saving my pennies.
Hope all is well.
I miss you all. xoxoxoxo Lisa.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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