Week 4: Home
Posted by Coombes on September 19, 2011
Well, here I am. Unpacked and have been in Manchester for two days now. This is notoriously weird.
Moving here has been a very challenging experience. Mum leaving in floods of tears wasn’t the world’s easiest thing to deal with. Saying goodbye to my brother Andy was almost the exact opposite. After they had gone, I unpacked everything and set up the internet, because no one was around. After two hours of Youtube-based monotony I finally encountered some room-mates. As of yesterday, all of them are here. It’s gonna take a little time to settle in properly but as soon as my routine gets going I should be alright.
So far I have visited the on-site pub and the HMV Ritz for my nights out – both were very good fun! The pub night out was supposedly a beach party, except for the fact that it appeared to lack a few minor details. First, there was a distinct lack of sand and sea – in other words, the beach itself was none existent. Then there was the fact that it was in the middle of Manchester and it was bucketing it down outside – in a way, traditional of a British beach but it didn’t help that we all got evacuated into the rain after some overly-zealous smoke machine usage. Some may call me cynical – others would call me logical. Either way, it was a bloody good romp. The night at the HMV Ritz with the missus was a whole different affair – people who know me know that I am not the most prolific clubber but I appeared to enjoy myself! The beatboxer who played there was awe-inspiring at times. Evening slightly marred by a fight that broke out right next to us but that soon dispersed!
So tomorrow I have my job induction day at my new place of work – Old Trafford. I have never had a job before so I don’t wuite know what to expect but I hope I do waiting well. Going to be a long long day though, waking up very early and arriving back in the afternoon.
I’ve just come back from shopping and collecting my student card and it’s unbelievable how badly students get harrassed by leaflets. What was supposed to be a quick trip out turned into a nightmare as leaflet upon leaflet was shoved into my face, reems and reems of paper and card hurtling into my hands… no exaggeration. Thankfully, someone shoved a dominos bag into my hand, which turned out to be a handy freebie for storing all this crap.
So tonight I should be going to a local free BBQ before chilling out a little and turning in for some half-decent sleep.
Considering I’m probably going to be booking tickets for Ash, The Horrors and Foals within the next week or so, here’s some of their music for listening to and such:
Adios!
Coombes
