So I now live in York.
Well as much as anyone can ‘live’ somewhere without having a job or
accommodation. I have been here two days
so far and it is a really nice town.
Currently I am at a backpackers inside the old city walls. However, this backpackers comes with a full
kitchen attached to my room and free laundry.
They even supply tea, coffee etc.
Really it is more like a shared room in an apartment. I should find somewhere else though.
After getting back to the UK about a week ago, I
relaxed. I applied for a couple of jobs
and asked people I knew around York if they knew of anything. For the rest of the week I relaxed, recovered
and caught up with a lot of people. It
was good to see a lot of friendly faces and have time to catch up with
commitments to other people (I finally uploaded some photos to Facebook for the
first time since I have left NZ). Then after a week of getting more and more restless, I decided that I had more chance of finding something in York if I was
living in York. So a quick search for a
hostel and a ticket north, and I was off.
Turns out the train was about five hours faster than a bus and only
slightly more expensive. A brief stop in
London, led me to York.
Since I have been here I have handed in my CV to a few
places. There seem to be a lot of places
looking for waiting staff etc, so I will see what happens. I have met some locals and drunk with
them. I have found a Handball club and
am going to go along this afternoon to see what they are like. I haven’t found somewhere to live yet
though. I am holding off on that until I
have an idea of where I am going to be working, as I would like to live vaguely
near where I will be working. Other than
that, I have been wandering around looking at places. Unfortunately I do not have my camera with me
and we have had good weather so far. I
wasn’t expecting that, so didn’t try to bring my camera in my pack.
So all in all, it is going pretty well at the moment. Oh and the main point to take away is that I
am in York. Not sure how that enriches
anyone else’s life, but it’s a step for me.
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