I kept saying to myself throughout the day, "this is crazy." My first day, being a Sunday, was made extremely easy thanks to my dad being here with me. But tomorrow morning, he leaves to go back home and I'll be left alone again. Worst case scenario, I'll feel abandoned for a few days before going into survival mode and forcing myself to cook the ugliest meals for myself to eat.
Admittedly so, my room smells a little like a guinea pig litter box and I'm not entirely sure why. When I unpack everything tomorrow I'll try to see if it's just how the room is like. I don't think it's the house becuase if it was, then I wouldn't smell it when I walked into my room. But when I do go into my room, the smell stands out.. And it's kind of unpleasant. I also really hope that I'm not allergic to this dog because I love him! He is an awesome black lab.
Anyways, I kept saying to myself that this just feels way too crazy to be real. It's only been a day, but my mindset has kind of unintentionally been that of a tourist, just passing by, visiting. Maybe it'll hit me hard when my dad leaves tomorrow. I took a brief look around town today and it just feels way too strange for me to believe that I'm going to be here until Christmas time. I'm guessing that this is what a culture shock feels like? Sort of? If it wasn't Edmonton, it was Calgary. If it wasn't Calgary, it was Vancouver. These are the three places that I'm most familiar with in my life. Now enters Assiniboia. What?
I do have to admit that this town isn't as bad as I thought it'd be, in terms of infrastructure and all that stuff that you'd expect a developed city to have. But still, the community is purely a farming community, so I have absolutely no idea how to carry a conversation because I don't even know anything about farms. I've picked up a few things today, but it's going to probably take all of the 8 months to even really scratch the surface of what life is like here. This is not like I moved to Europe or something, but it still feels weird. How long does culture shock usually go until it fizzles out?
Going to church for the first time was really neat though. The age demographics of this church is really interesting. There's a group of kids and some youth, a big gap, and then goes straight to young families and older retired and almost retired people. So there's next to no one else that's my age. However, they've all been really nice today. A ton of people were eager to meet me after the little installation service for me (which I find really weird, though I appreciate it, for an intern pastor).
For lunch, I had the privilege to meet John and Jen and their two daughters. I love their daughters, they're cool; they're 9 and 7 years old, I think? Really cool family.
I have so much to say already, and it's only been a day. I don't want to write it all out because I'm really tired, so I probably don't even make much sense. Just talk to me and I'll have tons to share!
My phone doesn't work because Rogers' towers don't reach past south of Moose Jaw. '^' I'll have a temporary Saskatchewan number soon!
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