I can't do justice to things in the half hour I have before we head out for dinner, but I thought I'd give you an update just the same.
- I haven't frozen to death, which is exciting. And it's been sunny every single day.
- My roommate - who shall henceforth be known as Agatha Goodkin, because we couldn't think of a decent alias for her, and an alias generator came up with that one for us - and I went to the zoo, where we flailed with excitement over the giant pandas.
- I'm wishing I'd brought different shoes, because OHMIGOD MY FEET HURT.
- Agatha Goodkin and I have no shame in hoarding food from the free motel breakfast, and will shortly turn into bagels as a result.
- Every time I see the word 'bagel', I think of Britta Perry:
- Speaking of Community, I met a woman today who said "Hello" in EXACTLY the same way that Shirley does. It was amazing.
- I have discovered that America does not have teaspoons or electric kettles. I discovered this in part because Agatha Goodkin is a tea drinker, and our motel room provides teabags, but no means of heating water. When she asked the woman at reception if she could possibly have a kettle, she was met with a confused stare and "............But you don't have a stove". So of course, I promptly got online and was all "Hey Gina? Do you guys REALLY not have electric kettles?", and got the reply "What's an electric kettle?'. I suppose the moral of the story is that if you throw crates of tea into the harbour, YOU CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS LIKE THE REST OF THE WORLD.
- The adverts on TV are killing me. They're so horrifically hilarious. I saw one the other night with a slogan that nearly killed me: "Miralax: draws water into your colon so you don't have to wait to feel great." WHAT THE FUCK, AMERICA?!?!?!
- Last night, a bunch of us went to the basketball to see the Washington Wizards play the Oklahoma City Thunder. Agatha Goodkin and I paid $14 for our seats, so they were in the super nose-bleed sections of the arena, but it was totally worth the money. Especially when I took my trusty zoom lens along for the ride...
View from where we were sitting, taken on my phone:
View courtesy of my zoom lens:
- If someone could explain to me why America serves salads BEFORE the meal rather than WITH the meal, that would be great. Also, WHY THE HELL DO YOU CALL IT A MAIN COURSE AN ENTREE? It translates from French as beginning or entry, so it makes FAR more sense to do what the rest of the world does and start the meal with an entree, and then have a main course. Sigh.
- This weekend will feature Lauren coming to visit me. I'm super excited, and can't believe I have to survive three more days until she gets here.