It’s beginning to look a lot like Chris….Oh wait. No, they started that in September. How is it over there in your respective countries? Are the lights up yet? Are you already sick of Christmas carols? The Philippines has been in Christmas mode since September and to me I can’t imagine the streets without the lanterns up.

Special breakfast mention:

These things:

Master B style: cut in half and lathered in butter

Miss B style: Just eat it like you would a biscuit. Grab, bite and eat.

I wasn’t particularly partial to either one style. I enjoy them both, these savoury scones as they are called were rather tasty and puzzling to me who has only ever had sweet scones with cream and jam. (As is proper I might add).

So my morning consisted of lugging my luggage back to the mostly abandoned dorm. Once I had established that everyone was at class and the rapture was yet to come I had a sit down in the balcony eating Mammon. Not mammoth (yet) but mammon. It’s the squishy bread snack I mentioned earlier. I did take a photo for you guys this time though.

I call it God gifting manna to the Israelites:

Went to class (piano pedagogy) and I’m greeting people by name at last. I feel some genuine friendships forming and coincidentally my Facebook friend count has recently soared. In class I learnt about becoming a piano teacher and it was fascinating to see piano lessons from the other perspective. Maybe this will aid me when I set up piano lessons in Australia.

Went back to the B’s for lunch and some scrumptious pumpkin cake. But because I can never seem to sit still in this country I took a tricycle back to college. Now… Tricycles are my favourite mode of transport here, the nippiness, the feel of the wind but this tricycle should have been scrapped decades ago. It’s brakes would have woken up the dead and rendered them deaf.

There is something about church pews. They weren’t meant for classes. In biological terms the gluteus maximus undergoes hyper-achiness due to the mitochondria (which we all know to be the powerhouse of the cell) are being squished by the unforgiving wooden boards.

But despite that I learnt about the flaws of Catholicism (there are quite a few it seems). I think my favourite is the ex cathedra utterance, this is when the pope sits on his throne and declares something, it is always infallible according to catholic teachings. That being said… If one pope declared Joan of Arc a witch and burned her and another made her a saint then which is she? Which one said something fallible?

My classes ended at 6pm and so I was fairly starving by the time I got back to the dorm. Which was locked. Marvellous, I’m getting my key tomorrow, full student or not. I will admit to missing chapel (shame upon my soul) but I hadn’t started eating until 7pm and I still had to get my bags unpacked. I embraced my toaster which I’d missed over the weekend and happily put it to work again

The evening was uneventful but by no means a waste. I’m ready to run tomorrow (apparently in a new location) and I’m looking forward to that.