Empty Cage

Well, just to make it completely crystal clear I’m here and I’m completely safe, I’m at BUNAC right now, using my free internet awaiting my orientation, everything that has happened up to now is a bit of a blur, but I’m getting there. The jetlag is starting to wear off, though, oddly, I am craving apple juice like no one’s business. Ahh… Applejuice.

I survived my first night in a hostel, despite the nay sayers who claimed I would be killed in my sleep. It wasn’t that bad, sort of like a dorm room with little-to-no moderation. The people there don’t actually know how to sleep I don’t think, as there were people giggling and carrying on at 12Am as well as 6Am, yikes, not a happy experience. My room mates are very nice, one from France (I tried experimental french with her, though she seemed to under stand I think she was humouring me) as well as someone from the US, and someone from Hungary. The American — Addy — and I were up late talking politics. Go Canada Go!

To my family, I got your e-mail, I called at home and at work and got nothing from you mother. Tsk Tsk Tsk. I’ll likely be getting my cellphone today, so, you’ll have a number to reach me at.

The city of Toronto looks like a bucket of spilt beads at night, and there was a baby crying my whole flight, thank god for the Sweeney Todd soundtrack. I over packed in that my luggage was wayy too heavy, but didn’t as I can’t imagine leaving anything that I brought behind. Fair, and fair alike I suppose.

I hear some people have had trouble commenting on the entries so I’ll try and tweak it so comments are more open, if you still can’t comment let me know asap and I’ll try to fix things again. I have so much more to say, but orientation starts in a few seconds!