Of course I managed to sleep through the group of new “freshers” going to Sainsbury, the English Wegmens, so I was determined to find it today—Lancaster isn’t too big, so how hard can it be?
(Quick side note—Last night for dinner, I went with Becci to “The Park” a small pub literally JUST off campus and legally had my first beer with a cheeseburger and chips…very cool!)
So I walk down the hill off campus, past the Park, and find a roundabout with three different options.
Well there were a lot of cars coming from that way, so I figured it was the town center right? Wrong…after walking about 45 minutes in that direction I was starved, (hadn’t eaten breakfast yet), and pretty sure Sainsbury was NOT that way. Popped into a little shop that sold Fish and Chips—got a small chips and a soda, and continued my trek back—but not before asking directions. Didn’t help as I couldn’t understand his directions for my life, but I was holding up the line, so I said thanks, and started walking back to the roundabout.
Well it was downhill and, admittedly, I was a bit tired, though happily fed, so I decided to venture down that way. Yeah after walking 20 minutes in THAT direction I realized I just had ended up in a huge residential area. AND back to the roundabout I went.
As Murphy’s Law would have it, it just HAD to be this way, right? Well I was wearing thin and running on the adrenaline built from the fact that I was walking around a English town, so I didn’t care about my feet. Still no Sainsbury—though I did pass like, three different clubs, a pharmacy (closed of course), and a KFC. Desperate, I found a little indoor farmers market and got the basics: milk, butter, bread, rice crispies, and jam.
Eventually I’ll find Sainsbury, but at least I have my bearings a bit more. Loving every minute.
And just a moment ago I met two different people on my floor—Hannah, who seems very excited that I’m from New York which is awesome, and Aaron. Hopefully I’ll talk to them a bit more later.
Thanks to all who follow!