Scout Troopers and Stolen Bikes

Hello All! 

Welcome back to my blog. 

I've been in London for over a week, and it's starting to feel like home! It might have something to do with my messy room. Clean rooms don't feel homey. 

I have really gotten to know the Salvation Army store over the past week. I gotta say, I am the QUEEN of acquiring things for next to no money. While I was packing for this big move back in Abbotsford (a lifetime ago) I was rather heartbroken to realize that there was NO WAY my ricecooker was fitting in my bag. 

Tears were shed. Almost.

So imagine my delight when I found the same one in the Sally Ann ... for $3! Yay! 

And two bikes for $50? Yes please. No matter that one had a flat tire and the other lacked a chain. I'm too stubborn to buy a brand new bike when there's a deal like that.

Unfortunately, some sneaky jerk slunk behind my building and stole my lovely blue clunker in the dead of night.

Jerkface. 

The bike was five bucks, plus a patch for the tire. So I'd love to say, "easy come, easy go!" Except that bike did not come easily. Allan and I walked 2 hours in the blazing London sun to find the Sally Ann on the sketch end of town. We went completely the wrong direction, ended up at a Salvation Army childcare centre, where a very nice lady gave us directions and juice boxes. 

So I guess the nice juice lady cancels out the jerkface bike thief. I still like Londoners.

And one more reason to like this city! 

Yup. Just a random Wednesday.

My amazing, wonderful, talented, funny boyfriend flies back to BC on Sunday. Not happy. I can't even express how helpful and encouraging he has been over the past few weeks. Over the past... ever since I met him, really. To simply say that I will miss him is a gross understatement. 

But life goes on. UWO Orientation starts on Monday. O-Week with THOUSANDS of undergrads? You're gonna want to stay posted for that.

Hugs to all!