Not a whole lot to report about my second week in Poole. I spent my days setting up this blog, which took much longer than it should have. Hint for anyone who wants to set a blog up: google blog backgrounds. It is much easier than trying to change everything yourself. I went to The Cutest Blog on the Block. They have a ton of cute backgrounds and are super easy to apply to your own blog.
Other than blogging I went on a few runs around Poole, along the harbor and the Poole Quay. The Quay is lined with shops, pubs, restaurants and ferries to different areas like Old Harry (where Andy took me the first few days). The weather has been amazing and perfect for just wandering around getting to know the area. When the Quay ends the path continues along the harbor for about a mile or so. You would be shocked at how many people have a dog in Poole!!! Everyday I came back and commented on the fact that everyone in Poole owns a dog. It is as if it is a requirement of living in Poole! And guess who is not for-filling this requirement... ME! Then one day on my way back down this path I saw the sign "Poole dog walk and park". :-( Guess you don't have to have a dog to live in Poole.
One last bit of excitement from last week was my attempt to make eggs. Everyday I eat toast for breakfast and decided to mix it up and cook scrambled eggs. I got out the wok, we didn't have a skillet and I saw Andy use this monstrosity to cook his eggs, put the heat on high and scrambled my eggs in a bowl with cheese. As Samantha told me, I let the pan heat up, precisely why I had the heat on high. So there I am with an all metal wok, fully heated, scrambling eggs thinking "Yumm no toast for me!" I pour my eggs into the wok, forgetting to turn the heat down and remembering I forgot to spray non-stick in the pan!! So I quickly got the Pam and sprayed. The entire kitchen and living room filled with smoke!! As I start to try and mix my eggs in the wok, which are not only black but stuck to the pan, the smoke alarm goes off! I was freaking out! I grabbed the metal handle to the wok, which was WAY hot, dropped it on the floor, black eggs flying everywhere, and the smoke alarm screaming in my ear. Terrified the fire department would turn up, I scrambled to get the smoke out opening all the windows and doors. I then attempted to turn the alarm off on my own. I grabbed the only thing we had I could stand on, the trash can with a metal lid, and twisted the alarm toward off denting the trash can. It didn't work, it was still beeping outrageously loud! Then I thought maybe I should call someone like Andy or the fire department or the apartment people, when I realized not only do I not have any of these numbers, I don't have a phone to call them on!!! Right as I was giving up the alarm went off. Did you know the smoke alarm goes off when the smoke is gone!?! Who would have thought!
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