Does Orion wear the same belt every single night? I definitely need to take him accessory shopping.
~Stephen Moore
My friends and I were walking along one night on our way to the Rec Room when I looked up and saw the constellation Orion. When I pointed him out, my friend Stephen immediately responded with the above quote. I have not laughed so hard in my entire life.
The skies are clear here. Clearer than I have ever seen before. And though we are by downtown Perth, there is not much light coming from the city at night because everything shuts down after five, with the exception of a few clubs.
The result is more stars than I have ever seen before in my entire life.
I have a cottage up north away from big cities, but even that does not compare to the wonders I have seen in the night sky since I came here. Every single night, the sky is completely full. Orion is always prominent, as is the Southern Cross.
I like to just sit outside and look at them. It is something I am not sure I will ever experience again.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Surf's up!
I completed part of my initiation into Australian society today. I just got back from a day of surfing.
Well, attempting to anyways.
Slide onto the board, paddle really fast, and when the waves catch you, put your right foot up a third of the way to the front of the board, and then your left foot to the middle of the board. It sounds easy.
Well, you know what they say. Practice makes perfect. Well the thing they don't tell you is practice also makes you tired. So while I did get better, by the end I was so exhausted, I was doing as poorly as I did to begin with.
Oh and I also got sunburned again, even though I did my best to not become so.
Some of it I can't tell if it is sunburned, or if it is irritated by sand, because we also sand boarded. If you don't know what that is, you take what is essentially a snow board without foot straps, and you sled down a massive sand dune. Bigger than sleeping bear dunes massive sand dune. It was entirely high and entirely frightening, but I did it twice. I sat down because we discovered that sitting was both safer than standing, and you went faster. The scariest part was that on the other side of the dune we were boarding down, it was pretty much a straight drop to the bottom.
Sorry for not updating more often. I've been entirely busy with orientation things, and going to the beach and the botanical gardens. All in all it is quite lovely here, and you all should visit me at some point. Or at least send me mail.
Kate Scheuber
ECU Student Village- Unit 27 Room 3
2 Bradford Street
Mount Lawley
Western Australia 6050
Well, attempting to anyways.
Slide onto the board, paddle really fast, and when the waves catch you, put your right foot up a third of the way to the front of the board, and then your left foot to the middle of the board. It sounds easy.
Well, you know what they say. Practice makes perfect. Well the thing they don't tell you is practice also makes you tired. So while I did get better, by the end I was so exhausted, I was doing as poorly as I did to begin with.
Oh and I also got sunburned again, even though I did my best to not become so.
Some of it I can't tell if it is sunburned, or if it is irritated by sand, because we also sand boarded. If you don't know what that is, you take what is essentially a snow board without foot straps, and you sled down a massive sand dune. Bigger than sleeping bear dunes massive sand dune. It was entirely high and entirely frightening, but I did it twice. I sat down because we discovered that sitting was both safer than standing, and you went faster. The scariest part was that on the other side of the dune we were boarding down, it was pretty much a straight drop to the bottom.
Sorry for not updating more often. I've been entirely busy with orientation things, and going to the beach and the botanical gardens. All in all it is quite lovely here, and you all should visit me at some point. Or at least send me mail.
Kate Scheuber
ECU Student Village- Unit 27 Room 3
2 Bradford Street
Mount Lawley
Western Australia 6050
Sunday, February 14, 2010
No, I don't live next door to a movie star . . .
When Lindsey Lohan first arrives at the camp in The Parent Trap, she has an exchange with a couple of fellow campers that goes a little something like this:
Friends Number 1 and 2: Woah, you're from California? Do you like live in Hollywood? Do you live next door to a movie star?
Hallie: Who are you two, Lucy and Ethel? I've never even been to Hollywood.
I went to get groceries the other day (in a shopping mall), and the cashier recognized that I had a different accent. She asked me where I was from. I told her, and this was her response.
Cashier: Oh my gosh! You live in America? Do you live by any movie stars? Have you ever seen Brad Pitt or anyone just walking around on the street?
Me: Um, no I live in Michigan.
That clearly meant nothing to her. Because she was so eager to hear about my movie star stories I said, "I live kind of near Jeff Daniels, but I've never seen him."
She gave me a blank stare, so I tried again.
Me: Um, Eminem lives in Michigan?
Cashier: Wow! Have you been to 8 mile before?
Me: He lives in a mansion now, but yes I actually live a mile away from 8 mile.
I did not bother to explain to her that 8 mile is an incredibly long street and Livonia is a far cry from where Eminem grew up. I just walked away, laughing to myself.
Is this really how the world sees us? Do they think that all Americans babysit Brad and Angelina's children?
Friends Number 1 and 2: Woah, you're from California? Do you like live in Hollywood? Do you live next door to a movie star?
Hallie: Who are you two, Lucy and Ethel? I've never even been to Hollywood.
I went to get groceries the other day (in a shopping mall), and the cashier recognized that I had a different accent. She asked me where I was from. I told her, and this was her response.
Cashier: Oh my gosh! You live in America? Do you live by any movie stars? Have you ever seen Brad Pitt or anyone just walking around on the street?
Me: Um, no I live in Michigan.
That clearly meant nothing to her. Because she was so eager to hear about my movie star stories I said, "I live kind of near Jeff Daniels, but I've never seen him."
She gave me a blank stare, so I tried again.
Me: Um, Eminem lives in Michigan?
Cashier: Wow! Have you been to 8 mile before?
Me: He lives in a mansion now, but yes I actually live a mile away from 8 mile.
I did not bother to explain to her that 8 mile is an incredibly long street and Livonia is a far cry from where Eminem grew up. I just walked away, laughing to myself.
Is this really how the world sees us? Do they think that all Americans babysit Brad and Angelina's children?
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Most of the time it seems like just your average place . . .
America is a big country. There are so many different areas, cultures, and climates and I cannot hope to visit them all in my lifetime. Except for the 30 hours of transit it took to get here, Australia actually seems a lot like America. I feel like it might just be a place in America I have never visited before. It's just that for some reason, people speak with Australian accents here.
But then you get hit with something completely different and you realize that you are indeed in a different country. For this reason, I have compiled a list of differences between America and Australia. Some of them are spelled differently, but they are pronounced the same.
1.) A Waapa (pronounced like Whopper) is not a sandwich you order at a Burger King. It is actually a student at their equivalent of Juliard, a lot of which live in my housing complex.
2.) Cole's is a food store, not a clothing store.
3.) Grocery stores are inside of the shopping malls.
4.) There are Targets and Kmarts, but they are not affiliated with the US stores, even if they are spelled the same, have the same font and logo as the US stores.
5.) There are about 100 different kinds of butter or butter spreads to choose from.
6.) Milk does not get refrigerated until it is open.
7.) They have Rice Bubbles and Frosties, but they are still represented with Snap Crackle and Pop and Tony the Tiger.
I'm sure the list will continue to grow as I stay here longer, but those are the main differences now.
When I take more pictures, I will post them. For now I don't have enough, so I will have to describe it.
I spent the other day at the beach, and it was amazing. We took the bus to get there. I intend on spending nearly all of my free time there. We are going again on Saturday, followed by a girls trip to see Valentine's Day. Today we went grocery shopping and are about to go play volleyball. Yesterday Becca and I taught them how to have a "lazy American day". It was miserably humid out, so we sat inside and watched Glee for 7 hours. We didn't mean to, but that is what happens when you keep putting more disks in the computer.
Friday is when I finally start all of my orientation stuff. I have some on monday as well, and then next Thursday, then classes start the week after that!
But then you get hit with something completely different and you realize that you are indeed in a different country. For this reason, I have compiled a list of differences between America and Australia. Some of them are spelled differently, but they are pronounced the same.
1.) A Waapa (pronounced like Whopper) is not a sandwich you order at a Burger King. It is actually a student at their equivalent of Juliard, a lot of which live in my housing complex.
2.) Cole's is a food store, not a clothing store.
3.) Grocery stores are inside of the shopping malls.
4.) There are Targets and Kmarts, but they are not affiliated with the US stores, even if they are spelled the same, have the same font and logo as the US stores.
5.) There are about 100 different kinds of butter or butter spreads to choose from.
6.) Milk does not get refrigerated until it is open.
7.) They have Rice Bubbles and Frosties, but they are still represented with Snap Crackle and Pop and Tony the Tiger.
I'm sure the list will continue to grow as I stay here longer, but those are the main differences now.
When I take more pictures, I will post them. For now I don't have enough, so I will have to describe it.
I spent the other day at the beach, and it was amazing. We took the bus to get there. I intend on spending nearly all of my free time there. We are going again on Saturday, followed by a girls trip to see Valentine's Day. Today we went grocery shopping and are about to go play volleyball. Yesterday Becca and I taught them how to have a "lazy American day". It was miserably humid out, so we sat inside and watched Glee for 7 hours. We didn't mean to, but that is what happens when you keep putting more disks in the computer.
Friday is when I finally start all of my orientation stuff. I have some on monday as well, and then next Thursday, then classes start the week after that!
Monday, February 8, 2010
Jetlag? What Jetlag? Oh. That Jetlag.
Well, it's official. I am in Australia. Apparently I'm picking up an accent already, and on top of it, everything seems to be broken. Oops.
The problems started for me before I even left Chicago. I went to check into my flight and the woman at the desk told me that she was not allowed to give me a ticket because I did not have a Visa. She talked down to me a bit about how I should have known to get one, but then was forced to eat her words when I showed her my confirmation email that said I had gotten one. She then checked three more times and still could not find it so she said she would talk to her boss, but she was still not allowed to give me my ticket. First of all, that's illegal. I purchased the ticket, so they either had to give it to me, or they had to give me a refund. Second, it is none of their business really if I got a visa or not. It's my problem if I get stuck outside of customs. Third, none of that mattered because I HAD GOTTEN A VISA!
She came back about fifteen minutes later to say that there was a computer glitch and she found my visa so she could give me my ticket anyways. Thanks a lot. You would have given it to me no matter what.
The first couple of flights went fairly well. The in flight movie from Chicago to LA was Michael Jackson: This Is It. So I suppose that could have been better. It seemed like a really weird movie to show on an airplane. That flight lasted about four and a half hours. I slept part of the way because I wanted to be able to stay up for as much of the second flight as possible.
The second flight was the fifteen hour long one. We each had our own video screen in the seat in front of us, and we were able to pick whatever movies television shows or games that we wanted. I stayed up through all of Dorian Gray and then ate dinner. I started to watch Where the Wild Things Are but fell asleep with about thirty minutes left of it. I slept a good 6-8 hours, then watched the rest of the movie, and finally watched Zombieland.
Because of a storm on the equator, the flight took a good hour longer than it was supposed to, and Becca and I were hard pressed to figure out how to get to our gate in time for our next flight. In one hour, we had to go through immigration, collect our luggage, go through customs, and then we had to recheck our luggage and get to our gate. We did it with about ten minutes to spare, and both changed our clothes and freshened up.
The movie on the four and a half hour flight from Melbourne to Perth was Amelia Earhart. Can you please explain to me why they thought it was a good idea to show a movie about a plane crash on a plane? It's a mystery to me.
We got to the university, got a tour and met our roommates. We don't live together, which is good because that means we get to meet more people. Then we were invited to go to a club that night with a group of people. We were feeling great so we accepted.
I went to turn on my computer, and that is where the major problems started. A lot of the pixels on my computer have decided to turn bright red instead of the color they are supposed to be. Nothing I have done has been able to help. I'm currently trying to figure out a store I can take it to to get repaired, and hope that it will not cost much money. I'm going to give Adam a chance to try and fix it if we ever get online at the same time again.
Then I bought internet, which, by the way, is ridiculously expensive. I went to purchase skype minutes, and found out that my credit card had a hold placed on it because I forgot to tell them I went overseas. Because I am a genius. I had to borrow someone one's cell phone and call the bank collect. That was fun.
By then it was around 7 at night, and I was quickly crashing. We let the people know that we weren't going to the club, and stayed in to play cards with my roommates instead. We both made it to about 9 before completely crashing.
I woke up at 6 in the morning, and had a productive day. I got a cell phone for use down here, and went grocery shopping. I spent several hours at a pool, and then watched some television with my roomies.
All in all it's been quite lovely down here. I'll keep you posted!
The problems started for me before I even left Chicago. I went to check into my flight and the woman at the desk told me that she was not allowed to give me a ticket because I did not have a Visa. She talked down to me a bit about how I should have known to get one, but then was forced to eat her words when I showed her my confirmation email that said I had gotten one. She then checked three more times and still could not find it so she said she would talk to her boss, but she was still not allowed to give me my ticket. First of all, that's illegal. I purchased the ticket, so they either had to give it to me, or they had to give me a refund. Second, it is none of their business really if I got a visa or not. It's my problem if I get stuck outside of customs. Third, none of that mattered because I HAD GOTTEN A VISA!
She came back about fifteen minutes later to say that there was a computer glitch and she found my visa so she could give me my ticket anyways. Thanks a lot. You would have given it to me no matter what.
The first couple of flights went fairly well. The in flight movie from Chicago to LA was Michael Jackson: This Is It. So I suppose that could have been better. It seemed like a really weird movie to show on an airplane. That flight lasted about four and a half hours. I slept part of the way because I wanted to be able to stay up for as much of the second flight as possible.
The second flight was the fifteen hour long one. We each had our own video screen in the seat in front of us, and we were able to pick whatever movies television shows or games that we wanted. I stayed up through all of Dorian Gray and then ate dinner. I started to watch Where the Wild Things Are but fell asleep with about thirty minutes left of it. I slept a good 6-8 hours, then watched the rest of the movie, and finally watched Zombieland.
Because of a storm on the equator, the flight took a good hour longer than it was supposed to, and Becca and I were hard pressed to figure out how to get to our gate in time for our next flight. In one hour, we had to go through immigration, collect our luggage, go through customs, and then we had to recheck our luggage and get to our gate. We did it with about ten minutes to spare, and both changed our clothes and freshened up.
The movie on the four and a half hour flight from Melbourne to Perth was Amelia Earhart. Can you please explain to me why they thought it was a good idea to show a movie about a plane crash on a plane? It's a mystery to me.
We got to the university, got a tour and met our roommates. We don't live together, which is good because that means we get to meet more people. Then we were invited to go to a club that night with a group of people. We were feeling great so we accepted.
I went to turn on my computer, and that is where the major problems started. A lot of the pixels on my computer have decided to turn bright red instead of the color they are supposed to be. Nothing I have done has been able to help. I'm currently trying to figure out a store I can take it to to get repaired, and hope that it will not cost much money. I'm going to give Adam a chance to try and fix it if we ever get online at the same time again.
Then I bought internet, which, by the way, is ridiculously expensive. I went to purchase skype minutes, and found out that my credit card had a hold placed on it because I forgot to tell them I went overseas. Because I am a genius. I had to borrow someone one's cell phone and call the bank collect. That was fun.
By then it was around 7 at night, and I was quickly crashing. We let the people know that we weren't going to the club, and stayed in to play cards with my roommates instead. We both made it to about 9 before completely crashing.
I woke up at 6 in the morning, and had a productive day. I got a cell phone for use down here, and went grocery shopping. I spent several hours at a pool, and then watched some television with my roomies.
All in all it's been quite lovely down here. I'll keep you posted!
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Holy crap.
That is pretty much all I can say right now. It's not every day one of your childhood dreams comes true. Really, I only had two major childhood dreams. Unfortunately, two years ago, they found Anastasia's body, so the dream that I was descended from Russian royalty was squashed, much to mine and my friend Amanda's dismay.
So that leaves Australia. I'm all packed, except for a tooth brush, and ready to go. I cleaned up so that my brother and father do not need to live in my mess. My suitcase is 4 pounds below the limit, so I will be able to pack my hairdryer and straightener tomorrow, and then I will be on my way.
My grandmother called us tonight. She had fallen and was confused and did not know what to do because she could not get up. While my dad comforted her, I called my aunt in Colorado and told her of the situation, so that she could call the nursing home and alert them. I then promptly ran about trying to figure out other ways to get to Chicago tomorrow if my dad needed to fly out there because she thought she had broken her hip. While trying to figure out how to get to the airport from the train station, we got the call from my uncle that the nursing home people don't think she actually did any damage. Please keep her in your prayers anyways, as she is not doing very well mentally.
I leave you on a brighter note. I went to visit my cousin and her kids tonight. While trying to explain to Carolyn, who is three years old, that I was moving away for a while, I told her that I was flying around the world tomorrow. She promptly started laughing hysterically and said, "No, Aunt Kate!" I said, "Why?" She said, "You can't fly. You don't have wings, silly, you have hands!" While she definitely doesn't grasp the fact that I am really leaving, she made me smile. And I know that I will have a big hug waiting for me there when I come home.
So that leaves Australia. I'm all packed, except for a tooth brush, and ready to go. I cleaned up so that my brother and father do not need to live in my mess. My suitcase is 4 pounds below the limit, so I will be able to pack my hairdryer and straightener tomorrow, and then I will be on my way.
My grandmother called us tonight. She had fallen and was confused and did not know what to do because she could not get up. While my dad comforted her, I called my aunt in Colorado and told her of the situation, so that she could call the nursing home and alert them. I then promptly ran about trying to figure out other ways to get to Chicago tomorrow if my dad needed to fly out there because she thought she had broken her hip. While trying to figure out how to get to the airport from the train station, we got the call from my uncle that the nursing home people don't think she actually did any damage. Please keep her in your prayers anyways, as she is not doing very well mentally.
I leave you on a brighter note. I went to visit my cousin and her kids tonight. While trying to explain to Carolyn, who is three years old, that I was moving away for a while, I told her that I was flying around the world tomorrow. She promptly started laughing hysterically and said, "No, Aunt Kate!" I said, "Why?" She said, "You can't fly. You don't have wings, silly, you have hands!" While she definitely doesn't grasp the fact that I am really leaving, she made me smile. And I know that I will have a big hug waiting for me there when I come home.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Am I seriously going to have extra space on this trip?
I don't know who is reading this. Therefore I don't know how well you know me. Or how I pack. Anyone who went on a youth group trip with me will tell you that I don't exactly pack lightly. I'm likely to pack for twice the amount of time I will actually be there. That isn't an option this time obviously. However, it also does not seem to be a problem. Assuming my suitcase does not end up being too heavy, I will manage to get all of my belongings into one suitcase. With some room left over. I have to add my shirts and my toiletries in to the suitcase, then I am done! Some of it won't be done until friday, because that is when I will be able to add my hair dryer and straightener, but other than that, it will all work out! I'm going to bring my carry on suitcase with me anyways just to make sure that i have enough room to bring everything home in.
I'm getting excited. Also getting sadder. I cried after leaving my grandfather's house today. It's not like I expect him to die while I'm gone, I just know it's a possibility. No need to post comments saying "I'm sure that won't happen". I know I'm being unreasonable. I'm just really emotional right now. I'll get over it.
I said goodbye to my neighbors across the street today. And gave them my Wii to use while I'm away. I figured it might as well not gather dust while I'm away.
Tomorrow I will post again before bed, with an update of whether I am actually packed or not, and then that will be the last post until I figure out how to get internet in Australia!
I'm getting excited. Also getting sadder. I cried after leaving my grandfather's house today. It's not like I expect him to die while I'm gone, I just know it's a possibility. No need to post comments saying "I'm sure that won't happen". I know I'm being unreasonable. I'm just really emotional right now. I'll get over it.
I said goodbye to my neighbors across the street today. And gave them my Wii to use while I'm away. I figured it might as well not gather dust while I'm away.
Tomorrow I will post again before bed, with an update of whether I am actually packed or not, and then that will be the last post until I figure out how to get internet in Australia!
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I'm really leaving in two days . . .
It finally hit me today. And the result was utter exhaustion, bouts of hysteria, and bouts of giddy euphoria. I can't explain it. It was one of the best days I have had in a long time, yet it was beyond stressful at the same time.
I did four loads of laundry today. I still have a lot more to do since some of my clothes have never been washed before so I have to wash them separately. I got most of my things together and determined that I think it will be able to be put into the suitcases I was intending to bring. We won't know for sure until I gather the clothing I want to bring. Pretty much the only things not in a pile in my living room are my clothes, my computer, and my hairdryer and hair straightener. Along with various other things. But those are all small.
So now mostly I need to get my clothing done and I need to clean my room and pick a paint color so that my dad and his girlfriend can redo it while I'm gone.
Today was filled with several surprises. Well today and yesterday. I received a package in the mail from my aunt in Denver containing a tour book focusing on Perth. That was awesome because the only one I had was a huge one on the country as a whole and it was too big for me to pack. I got a card from my dad's girlfriend in the mail that contained two lottery tickets. One was a dud. One got me two dollars. I'm actually fairly excited. I've never won anything on scratch off lottery tickets before. Part of me wants to do what the Ernst family does and part of me wants to just take the money and buy some candy.
Speaking of the Ernst family, Andi and I had a fantabulous day today. We started it off by going to subway and saving two dollars by getting a footlong instead of each getting a six-inch. I felt like we were cheating the system. Then we went to Kroger because we had a coupon for one dollar off two bags of peanut butter M and Ms. When we got there we realized they were already a dollar off, so we saved three dollars. Then we paid in coins so it felt like they were free. We then shot over to the movie theater and bought tickets to see Leap Year. It was a completely terrible movie but in addition to that, the screen kept flickering. It wasn't too bad, but definitely distracting. We stopped to talk to a manager and explained that we had stayed for the whole movie but wanted to let them know about the problem. He gave us free movie passes, which we were completely not expecting. The total amount of savings today (counting the free tickets which we will be using tomorrow) comes to 15 dollars. Not too shabby. Then my dad took the two of us and Mike and his girlfriend to Bahama Breeze for a going away dinner. Mike, my dad, and I are going to go out to lunch on Thursday for a family thing. I'm excited. Maybe we'll go to Red Lobster!
So on a completely different note, my face has broken out like I am a fifteen year old boy. I don't know if it is nerves, or stress, but I definitely don't want to show up in Australia with a pimple face. Anyone know any good pimple fixes?
I did four loads of laundry today. I still have a lot more to do since some of my clothes have never been washed before so I have to wash them separately. I got most of my things together and determined that I think it will be able to be put into the suitcases I was intending to bring. We won't know for sure until I gather the clothing I want to bring. Pretty much the only things not in a pile in my living room are my clothes, my computer, and my hairdryer and hair straightener. Along with various other things. But those are all small.
So now mostly I need to get my clothing done and I need to clean my room and pick a paint color so that my dad and his girlfriend can redo it while I'm gone.
Today was filled with several surprises. Well today and yesterday. I received a package in the mail from my aunt in Denver containing a tour book focusing on Perth. That was awesome because the only one I had was a huge one on the country as a whole and it was too big for me to pack. I got a card from my dad's girlfriend in the mail that contained two lottery tickets. One was a dud. One got me two dollars. I'm actually fairly excited. I've never won anything on scratch off lottery tickets before. Part of me wants to do what the Ernst family does and part of me wants to just take the money and buy some candy.
Speaking of the Ernst family, Andi and I had a fantabulous day today. We started it off by going to subway and saving two dollars by getting a footlong instead of each getting a six-inch. I felt like we were cheating the system. Then we went to Kroger because we had a coupon for one dollar off two bags of peanut butter M and Ms. When we got there we realized they were already a dollar off, so we saved three dollars. Then we paid in coins so it felt like they were free. We then shot over to the movie theater and bought tickets to see Leap Year. It was a completely terrible movie but in addition to that, the screen kept flickering. It wasn't too bad, but definitely distracting. We stopped to talk to a manager and explained that we had stayed for the whole movie but wanted to let them know about the problem. He gave us free movie passes, which we were completely not expecting. The total amount of savings today (counting the free tickets which we will be using tomorrow) comes to 15 dollars. Not too shabby. Then my dad took the two of us and Mike and his girlfriend to Bahama Breeze for a going away dinner. Mike, my dad, and I are going to go out to lunch on Thursday for a family thing. I'm excited. Maybe we'll go to Red Lobster!
So on a completely different note, my face has broken out like I am a fifteen year old boy. I don't know if it is nerves, or stress, but I definitely don't want to show up in Australia with a pimple face. Anyone know any good pimple fixes?
Monday, February 1, 2010
Adapters? Converters? And more importantly, will there be enough Dexter?
Well today made me feel a bit better. Nothing is packed or organized, but my jeans are bought, my adapter and converter are bought, and the jeans are actually washed. I put them in the washer when I was watching Dexter. Because apparently I do nothing else.
The evening was topped off with a trip to Barnes and Noble where I bought, you guessed it, Dexter novels. Because apparently I have a fascination with serial killers. My only worry is that I will finish all three with time to spare and will be bored on the plane.
So about this adapter converter issue. Do I really need both???? The adapter says it is good for computers, but not small electronics. The converter says it is good for small electronics, but not computers. Can you please explain to me why no one can put them both in one little contraption that actually works? Brookstone had one combination, but the reviews of it online were terrible. Apparently they all broke after one week. So alas, I had to purchase both and spend an outrageous amount of money.
Everything (besides the packing) is falling into place. I arranged for my transportation to the college from the airport, and have been in contact with a student over there. I signed up for a buddy program they have there. Basically is it so that I don't have to figure everything out on my own. So my buddy's name is Aedie and she seems fairly awesome. Only time will tell.
Hopefully she won't be creeped out that I spend all my time watching/reading about serial killers.
The evening was topped off with a trip to Barnes and Noble where I bought, you guessed it, Dexter novels. Because apparently I have a fascination with serial killers. My only worry is that I will finish all three with time to spare and will be bored on the plane.
So about this adapter converter issue. Do I really need both???? The adapter says it is good for computers, but not small electronics. The converter says it is good for small electronics, but not computers. Can you please explain to me why no one can put them both in one little contraption that actually works? Brookstone had one combination, but the reviews of it online were terrible. Apparently they all broke after one week. So alas, I had to purchase both and spend an outrageous amount of money.
Everything (besides the packing) is falling into place. I arranged for my transportation to the college from the airport, and have been in contact with a student over there. I signed up for a buddy program they have there. Basically is it so that I don't have to figure everything out on my own. So my buddy's name is Aedie and she seems fairly awesome. Only time will tell.
Hopefully she won't be creeped out that I spend all my time watching/reading about serial killers.
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