i paid a pound to come write the post for today and plunked down in a quiet corner with a cherry 7-up (delicious!). i cracked my fingers (which i don’t usually do so that hurt) and got ready to write. then, legitimately, 14 rowdy manchester thirty-somethings poured into the room shouting and hooting and are currently crowded around the pool table behind me yelling and playing pool with their hands. woooo..

ah well.

time for edition three of

THE EUROBLOG

- it is our last day in Manchester, which has been way better than i expected it to be. the city itself is not the nicest, and there are very few sights to see, but the hostel we’ve been staying at has been a ton of fun. we’ve met a lot of people. its kinda like summer camp – everyone hanging out in the mess hall and takin er easy.

- i met a man named jeffrey, probably sixty-five, who got to the hostel the same day we did. the day we got in we were super jet-lagged and just napped all afternoon. i woke up at like 4pm and looked over to see an old man crouched over on his cot with his back to me with his head in his hands. i went back to sleep and woke up an hour later. he was still sitting like that. i thought “dubs t f?” and went back to sleep. a couple of days later i spoke to him and he told me he had just been kicked out by his wife, lost his kids, been fired from his job, and all his possessions were being held by the city. he was super sad (obvs). i didn’t see him for a couple of days until today, when we talked again, and while he hadn’t sorted anything out yet, he was noticeably far more chipper and said to me, “you know, i know that we are not animals. and there is a system that will eventually solve my problems. and i continue to be vigilant and to stay positive and i know everything will work out”. :)

- tomorrow we are headed to london, which i am super excited for.

ahhhhh internet time out already??? nooooooooooo

jkd