Well a lot has happened since my last post. I’ve moved into suburbia with my BF. We’re living with his parents to enable us to save up some money. We’d like to be able to travel a bit more as well, something we have not been able to do living in the city. So I’ve moved away from the city and into the countryside. Things here aren’t as accessibly easy to come by as they were obviously in the city. So now when I bake/cook, I have to be certain that I have enough ingredients on hand because it’s not as easy as popping into the shop around the corner.
It also is beginning to feel a little bit more like England here in suburbia. It reminds me a lot of Harry Potter’s Aunt and Uncle’s house in Surrey–that’s how the neighborhood looks and feels here. It’s much more quiet than living in the city. Noisy packs of foreign students have been replaced with cars driving by. Instead of church bells tolling, now I hear pigeons. There’s a whole host of new sounds that I have to get used to here. I know that eventually I’ll make it out on bus somewhere and on foot to the nearby village.
It’s been an interesting experience squeezing a whole flat’s worth of stuff into two small rooms, but with help from the loft up above, we’ve managed to do a pretty good job fitting it all in.
I’ve baked quite a few things since my last post as well. Here’s one that is a total favorite and might be one that you haven’t made in a while! It’s not technically something that’s baked, but rather microwaved, and it can easily be done using a microwave. Some people call it Monkey Chow, Puppy Chow, Human Chow, or Muddy Buddies, whatever you call it, here’s the recipe: muddy buddy recipe
Since they don’t make Chex here, this is the closest I could find–
The delicious finished product–warning: may cause Monkey Chow addiction! I find people are often leery of trying it, with a name like Monkey Chow, I can only guess why!
So on another note, I was on my way to the village of Wimborne today on the bus for the first time ever. My BF and I usually walk there, but seeing as it’s quite a walk to get there and the fact that I haven’t done it in over a year, I wasn’t about to choose today to be my day to venture out on foot. Plus, the fact that it looked like it was going to rain wasn’t helping. So out on my bus adventure it was! I got into the village just fine, in fact I enjoyed looking around at all of the shops and just having a good look about. I found the local haberdashery shop (the place where they sell yarn, ribbons, knitting/crochet stuff, buttons, etc…) and I did a bit of shopping. I felt proud of myself for not getting lost and making good progress exploring everything around the village.
So when it came to going back home, I figured the process would be just as easy! Oh no it wasn’t! Little did I know that I was in for an adventure! I got on the bus, same number and location as the one that brought me to the village. We’re going along and things are starting to look unfamiliar to me….in fact it’s been about a good 15 minutes and we’re not anywhere near where we should be at this point….I ask the bus driver where we’re going..he says Corfe Mullen…uh, NOT where I need to be going. Yes, it was the same bus number, but entirely different route!!! So he drops me off in a town I’ve never been in before, and I wait for a good half hour…I felt like I was in the twilight zone with weird people coming up to me and asking me where I’m going and seeing the same red van go past me three times…. *cue weird music* I was starting to get cold and worried that this once in a lifetime bus wasn’t going to show up! FINALLY it did, and I managed to make it home. I’ve never been so happy to get on a bus in my whole life. I did however feel relatively calm during my long detour…but it’s not something that I want to repeat any time soon.
Now I just want to ask–who puts the same bus number on two completely different routes?! So in my distress after my adventure, I ate some 5 or 6 mini chocolate chip cookies….some people smoke, I eat cookies.