Recently I've been petting their doggies, very cute but with bloodshot eyes. I'll upload pics when I have the chance. The hostel have internet for about 3 bucks, so I'll probably log in at the hostel when I'm not at the cafe. People here are quite friendly and I get a lot of help around!
My roommate Daniel is from UCLA. He's an okay roommate, not really anything to complain about. He teaches music to maori students and taught English to Koreans back when he was at S. Korea (he's half Korean). Here's a snapshot of the dude with his trumpet (20+ years of playing have made him mighty impressive!):
And then, Javier comes barging into our room to display his "talents". Poor Dan, I think his trumpet was slobbered.
Speaking of friendly, yeah, I'm sure you wanna hear about them "friendly" cops.
On the night I moved into the hostel, I met my friend Hd for a pizza meal and a beer. Picked me up with his gf's car. Bad news is, Hd was caught by the police as he was trying to make a U-turn going back up a one-way street, just as he was about to pick me up. The moment I stepped into the car, the copper pulled us over.
My friend was lucky to escape with a $150 fine - he had been using his Intl Drivers permit for over a year and was supposed to get a local driverslicense, and he has a broken tail light. Plus, the copper said "Y' know you weyre becking up a one arrow streight? Y' know that right? So you're an eyngineer? You'd think that an eyngineer would hayve the brains to know that...yadda yadda...." the first hint of sarcasm that I've seen from a Kiwi, but obviously for a reason. No room for negotiation and it's strictly by the rules here which i'm fine with. The copper even knew that Hd has his PR for over a year (presumably from some central database)
Ah've a Feyling that Ah'm gonna hayve more stories up heyre in OOOCKLernd.
Layter Mayte!
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