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Day 3: Yesterday we had our Bunac 'orientation' meeting which was ironically extremely disorientating.
We received packs containing admin gold such as bank account forms - boring!! - for us to become proper temporary Canadian citizens and bizzarely all received differently flavoured condoms in each of our packs - what did they take us for!!
At the meeting we got a gloomy forecast warning us about the difficulty getting jobs and accomodation in Whistler. Boy, was that an understatement.
On day 3, me, a cool couple called Stu and Carol, Tim and two very funny girls called Steph and Claire went on a hardcore bout of shopping for ski/board stuff and bought absolutely nothing.
Vancouver in parts has more crack addicts than it has doorways to house them and having developed a slightly heartless streak from professional beggars forcing bare bottomed children in my face in China I was able to circumvent them quite skillfully.
Some of my younger compatriots were left fishing in their pockets for change however while I carried on on my merry way.
In the hostel I had harshly been allocated the top bunk of a bunk bed seemingly designed for a small child. I looked and felt ungainly getting up and down the bunk ladder the first night but was flipping off like a Russian gymnast by day 3 due to numerous toilet runs. I shared the room with a young Japenese lad who was a fan of Man united (misguided, so misguided) and Avril Lavigne. He taught me some basic Japenese such as Watachi nu numai Stephen Marshall - you work it out.
On a brighter note the breakfast in the hostel was basic but sweet and I met a very funny, mad for it brudda from Hackney who just wanted to 'smash it' at every given chance.
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