One week in Sheffield

2012-09-25

Almost got run over dozen of times. Surprisingly, on a bike it’s easier to keep left.
Stores are open (convenient; I’ve lived in a country where stores are closed).
In Sainsbury’s, everything is either discounted or 3 for the price of 2. You think people would see right through that, but I still get excited when whatever I want to buy turns out to be discounted.
Show me a white person in Sheffield and I’ll show you two Asians.
Local “pale ale” is actually very tasty.
Female cashiers twice your age call you “my love”.
Yesterday at a concert I met a guy from South England who couldn’t understand the Sheffield accent either.
Cheddar.
Hot girls are usually Asian. Or Spanish exchange students.
Full English breakfast is not bad. Though the beans take time getting used to.
Sheffield is hilly. Even though five speeds are all I need on my bike, sometimes I can’t help but secretly wish for a lower speed.
Ordered spicy pork noodle soup in an Asian place. It was the spicy-in, spicy-out kind.
There’s no light in my hotel bathroom but the pub downstairs is way cool.
Museums and galleries are plentiful and free.
Had to pack and move all my things three times in one week. Bought a pull-up bar and a bicycle to make the process more challenging.
Got called up on stage at a local theater play. Scared me so much that when asked where I was from, answered Argentina.
Peak district is awesome.