notes from the road

But not necessarily in that order.

It appears that I’ve run off to a foreign country to get a job in some hole in the wall bar. My mom always said I would go far in life : ) But this isn’t just any hole in the wall bar, the staff sit around and drink and carry on till it gets busy when the live music starts each night. OK, so maybe that’s exactly what every hole in the wall bar is like, but I swear, this one is really cool.

I LOVE working at The Victorian Rose, which is actually a café/restaurant/bar. The people who work there are fun and laid back, which is good because I have absolutely no clue how to bartend. (I just learned that Jack Daniel’s is whiskey and Jose Cuervo is tequila and Jim Beam is… um, whiskey?) Luckily, they don’t serve cocktail drinks, and most people either come in to eat or to hear the music – so it doesn’t have that seedy people getting drunk and living in depravity feeling.

Redemption
I’m actually thinking about staying in Nelson for a month or 2, as I told The Victorian Rose I was planning on doing. It’s an awesome job and traveling would be more enjoyable if I wasn’t stressed about being utterly broke.

Indecision
I still want to travel with the crazy German boys and see the South Island with Carolina. I really don’t know what to do.

Free Drinks
I usually just have a beer or 2, then switch to OJ or lattes.
(You didn’t really think I moved away to become a lush with no moral fortitude did you?)