Living the surreal life

Things are becoming more hectic. I finally got up the courage to tell my landlord I am moving, and I may not have a place to stay if the date I leave gets pushed back until early November, because he is placing an ad to rent the room for November 1 . I really have to bust my butt , so that doesn't happen. Today I got this big binder full of stuff to read before I go, and business cards were included. Mind you they don't have my name, but still very cool. I have never had business cards before- behold my geeky excitment. I might be able to take my cat with me. Apparently all she needs is rabies shots and a letter from a vet. I hope I can bring her, it will be really helpful in combating homesickness as will recieving lots of posts on here and e-mail (HINT, HINT). I am a little freaked out about the crime over there. Apparently pickpocketing is very common. I am working on coming up with strategies to avoid this. I think it is better that I know about this before hand and I can prepare. I have heard that they come skating past you on rollerblades and cut off purses with box cutters. And then I read that they spit on you or put mustard on you to distract you so they go through your purse. There is a smiliar thing with kids coming up to you asking for donations and they distract you will other kids go through your purse. So that's the latest. When I went out to the bar with people from J-Skool, it made me realize how much I am going to miss it here. I will miss my new friends, (I miss my old Skidsbury friends). I will miss grabbing a drink from Starbucks, and going to all my favourite used bookstore City Lights. But I have already been in London for five months, and have managed to make a pretty happy life for myself, so I know I will be able to do that in Paris. I will get a new routine, and have new favourite haunts. I guess it's normal anxiety before a move. The whole thing feels really surreal, like it's a dream. It prally won't feel really until just before I moved. When I moved to London it didn't really hit me until I was saying good bye to people on my last night. Anyways that's it for now, I will keep you posted.

6 weeks and counting

Well, I am moving to Paris, France at the end of October, and I will be there until the end of March. Unless something drastic happens, I could be sent somewhere else. When I had originally applied for the internship, it was between Paris and Sydney, Australia. I got picked for Paris, which is what I wanted. But Paris is looking good. There is a lot to do, I am supposed to take french lessons, read through a whole bunch of material, and then there is the whole getting ready to go thing. (I still have to find some kind soul to watch my cat until I get back.) I have a feeling it's gonna go quick. I am also supposed to buy a gift for my supervisor, something from my culture - I am thinking a couple of Thomson Highway's works (Cause he's Cree like me, and from the same region.) I can't wait to go to Paris, there will be so much to see, and London, England is less than 150 km from there, so it will be easy to nip off for the day or the weekend. Yay! Anyways, that's it for now, I might be updating the blog a bit before I go, I will be updating more often when I am actually overseas to keep you updated on what mischief I get into. Don't be shy guys, and feel free to post your own comments.