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Posted on August 22, 2005
Half of the boxes we shipped by surface arrived today. Frankie's books and DVDs, our photo albums, winter clothes, rice cooker and most importantly my beloved Bialetti espresso pot.
Violent, convulsing attacks of culture shock aside, life has been rather smooth. We've got a small apartment downtown Victoria within walking distance of almost everything. Sure, you can walk the length of Victoria's downtown in a single gum chewing, but it has the big city vibe with plenty of great coffee houses, one of those olde timey photo studios, sidewalk cafes, pubs, used book stores serving fair-trade-organic-shade grown-low emission-glbt friendly beverages, and a Chinatown™ (is someone franchising these things?).
You can't get away from the talk of high gas prices, but as someone who hasn't driven in six years I honestly can't remember what I paid before. We couldn't find any of my first choice, a 1970 Karmann-Ghia convertible, so we settled on a Toyota Echo, the Corolla's wussy little sister. The personal space of a car is nice, but I do miss drifting off listening to music on the train in Tokyo.
Some random points. Dispite this country's uptight liquor laws, the beer selection is by far superior. What exactly is the hokey-pokey? and what is it all about? There are more takeout Sushi shops here than my old neighbourhood in Sagamiono. Poker somehow became a spectator sport, and Reeses peanut butter cups now come in packs of 4. I'm only 26 yet clearly remember when they only came in packs of two fer chrisakes!
Apologies to anyone stopping by to see new photos as my front page is rather stale and a sporting patches of smelly green fuzz in the corners. I hope to rebuild my developing kit soon and get back into a photography routine.
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