Ay Caramba

It's a hot one. Like over 30 degrees all this week, it's crazy. All I've been doing for the past few days is walking to work for 20 minutes and when I arrive I'm already drowned in sweat. Still, I'd rather it be that than ridiculously cold.

Having said that I did get over to North Van last Saturday and enjoyed the sunshine walking over the bridge. Didn't actually achieve anything once myself and Greg got there but it passed the time nonetheless.

But that's where the easy life ends and smacks me right in the middle of a mad couple of days. My place isn't ready until Saturday so I'll be hosteling for another 2 nights. Unfortunately my current hostel had run out of space so this morning I had to pack up all my things and walk through the heat with 30kg on my back to a place Greg affectionately calls 'Guantanamo'. So I've checked in there for one night since I literally don't have enough cash for 2 (I have 38 cents in my account) and left my bags in storage. I'll be heading back there in about half an hour to find a toilet or phonebooth to change into my work clothes and then head off for another shift. Then tomorrow morning when I've been paid I'll hope they have a room for another night and pay for that before leaving for work at 9. Terrific.

But after all that when I move in on Saturday things should calm down a little. I haven't slept in a room on my own for over 6 weeks and I'm looking forward to it. But I'd better go now since I need to pick up my orange overalls from the hostel.