May Days

I'm trying to get better at posting on a regular basis, so I'm thinking the month of May is the time to do it.
Things have settled into a regular schedule, the apartments (almost) set up and I bought a plant! Named it Baudelaire. - Ainsley would be proud.

Thought I'd try and get some pictures up from the beach from the last couple of weekends.

 Well, I got one up at least.  This is one that Mike took, my picture files are a little too big to upload on my slow-ass internet.
It was at one of the northern beaches, my friend Mariel and I were playing with her dog. Its a little bit of a rat dog, but I really miss dogs so I can settle. No one has pet dogs here, probably because they'd just eat them. I think I may have seen a dozen pet dogs on the street since I got here a month ago. None of them compare to my pups.
Today was a the first free day that I felt I could just relax; that I didn't have to go out and sight see or be doing things from dawn to dusk. The weather has been beautiful. A nice 18 - 20 degrees. I laid out on the roof of the apartment for most of the afternoon and just soaked in the sun and like every part of the city it was a pretty awesome view.
Being up on the roof where you think you'd be a tiny bit removed from the millions of bodies of the city, you're still surrounded by the noise of people. It's something that I can't get used to. Being a decently private person I would always just take a short drive or walk and within a half hour I could be in the middle of the woods with nothing but trees and light. You can't do that here. Even mountain trails are teeming with weekenders. There seems to be nowhere to easily escape to. I think that is going to be my next goal. Find a sanctuary somewhere that I can slip off to when the noise gets to be too much.

Oh and before I forget - I actually had a dinner of raw fish. No joke. That's right, I - ate - raw - fish. Hah! It's not like it was ontop of rice, or wrapped in seaweed that would mask the taste either, just slabs of flesh. My school took us out to dinner at a raw fish so I really didn't have a choice. It wasn't as bad as I thought but its not something I would want to eat on a regular basis. One of the dishes they brought out was cut up fish, except all the bones were left in so it was a tad crunchy. Lets say the equivalent of a potato chip at some points in time. Never the less, I still feel pretty proud of myself that I at least had one raw fish dinner...

even if I never touch the stuff again.