One week in Sheffield

  • 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.