The town has a downtown area, but the establishment of major chains outside this area has decentralised the town. The Rogers store was in the 'new' area so I walked back into 'downtown'. I had lunch at a small cafe and worked out I'm not a fan of dill pickles. I fear this is going to go about as well for me as trying to avoid corriander in Vietnam. I also got mistaken for a Brit. Mick told me later it's common. It's like an Aussie trying to pick the difference between Canadians and Americans.
I got back to Mick and Lyn's after a couple of hours walking around and without getting sunburnt. I then spent the next couple of hours studying and completing the Serving it Right exam. It's the British Columbia version of the Responsible Serving of Alcohol certificate and it's compulsory if I'm going to work somewhere that serves alcohol. I don't need it just yet but I figured I might as well get it out of the way.
That evening, choosing between pizza and a barbecue for tea, I chose the latter. It seemed like a touch of home. After eating way too much, Mick and I chilled on the couch watching House before I called it a night.
Loving the Blog! Ah Rogers, how i miss their TV ads.
ReplyDeleteThanks Shep. I haven't seen any Rogers ads yet. Actually I haven't seen any TV apart from CNN. Must change that.
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