Life has been good.
What? You want more specifics? Well, I suppose I could elaborate just a little.
On Tuesday I went with my roommate Anna to buy groceries. I had my first real experience of feeling like a foreigner when an issue arose over our cart. When Anna and I had both paid for our respective groceries and I was putting the cart away, a lady asked me if I was finished with it. I said yes and let her have it, and she gave me a coin. I was confused and told her she didn’t have to pay me for it. After some confusion on both our parts, Anna eventually explained to me that you have to pay to use a cart. (We had entered through the exit and just picked up one of the carts there, so I didn’t know.) Anyway, that was interesting. Other interesting things: We bought milk that came in plastic bags. And recycling is mandatory here, which seems like a good idea but will take a little figuring out. I came back and used the flour I had bought to make two large jars of sourdough starter. Yes, I’m hooked, I admit.
After that I didn’t do too much until later Tuesday night, when I watched a few episodes of a TV show called 24 with some housemates and two guys from houses on either side of us. And I discovered something: 24 is a marvelous show. The only problem is that the episodes have the most dramatic cliffhanger endings… so you can imagine the mental anguish I’m going through waiting until Thursday night to watch more.
Wednesday Pastor Shawn and his wife took Anna and me to lunch again, this time at a different, Cantonese, and also delicious restaurant. We also stopped by a bakery and a grocery store. I will return to Chinatown sometime in the future to buy more excellently priced fruit. We dropped the new abundance of food off at the house and they took us on a tour of the city. By the time we got back I was feeling pretty nauseous (too much driving, not the food), so once I was reasonably sure I wasn’t going to be sick, I took a nap. I woke to discover that my sourdough starter was ready, made some dough – farther in the process than I’ve ever gotten before! – and started the whole rise/shape/rise process.
Wednesday I hung out with Julia, one of my awesome housemates, as we did artistic things and had deep conversations. I drew her teddy bear. It was fun. She’s awesome. Enough said.
Then I went with some of the other housemates to a J-pop (Japanese pop, if you were wondering) concert nearby. It turned out to be more like J-techno, but it was an interesting experience. We got rides back to the seminary in some interesting contraptions, the names of which I can’t remember right now, but they were like bicycles with windshields, roofs, and back seats.
Back at the house, I stayed up much later than I should have baking my first loaf of sourdough bread, not wanting to mess up the dough by letting it rise too long. It turned out reasonably well. It’s not great, but it’s not bad for a first try.
Future plans: I want to walk to a yarn store called The Purple Purl and buy some… you guessed it… yarn. Julia has a pattern for a hat that I think I’ll try. That will require me to figure out how knitting patterns work, but hey, I have to start sometime. It’ll take me almost an hour to walk there, according to Google Maps, but I’m perfectly fine with that if it means I can get some exercise in a form that doesn’t make me cringe at the thought. I intended to use the seminary’s exercise room this morning. Yesterday morning too. It didn’t happen. I might just stick to walking.
I’m also going to have to locate the Little India that I’ve heard mentioned. And… oh jeez, I have my school’s summer service requirement to do… that’ll be no fun at all, but I’ll get around to it eventually. And no doubt there will be plenty of other interestingness to occupy me. But this post is long enough. Sayonara!