Edinburgh Enchanting and A Job Nabbed...

Edinburgh, at last.  Up to now I had been rusticating in suburbia firmly ensconced in family life and "helping" Laura with her wee monsters (read: making a pest of myself).  I went into town with Laura and we split up at her work which is at the Scottish National Gallery.  She went off to work and I went to wander around before my interview.  Yup, you heard me, my interview.  On Sunday, I got a call from Robert Half International to register as a job candidate.  I decided, which true American ingenuity, to attack Edinburgh through familiarity rather than adventure.  So I grabbed my computer and started walking about to find the nearest Starbucks so that I could look for jobs and apartments.  I hit 3 Starbucks today.  One on Princes Street and two on George Street.  Wifi is wondrous and free wifi is glorious.  Truly I could have stayed at the Starbucks on Princes Street for donkey's years, but I was stressing about getting to my interview.  Off to the next Starbucks,  I went.

Except, I didn't.  As I was getting absolutely lost in the centre of town.  I decided to play my favorite game "I am a  Stupid American, can I get some help?"  I must have asked 20 different people how to get around when I got a phone call.  It was from a firm called Search and they were in a place called St. Colme Street. Though it was not far from where I was, I had (so far) spent the day walking on legs turned to jelly from terror.  What was I terrified of you ask?  Crossing the street.  Yes, I know nothing to be afraid of under normal circumstances, but did you know that Edinburgh has raised pavements? Sorry, sidewalks, dang it,  sidewalks.  It is happening already, I am going native.  Anyhoo, Search asked me to come in and register with them as well.  No worries, I just had to navigate over a square with no pedestrian crosswalks, raised pavements, and crazy drivers.

RRRRRRUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

Whew, I made it.  I also managed to find the agency and switch shoes from chucks to stilettos.  I walk into what I though was a registration.  Turns out, it was a job offer.  Ok, so it is only until the end of March and pays 7.50 pounds/hour but that not the point of this experience.  I am here to make enough money to just have fun. And I will.  The job is doing accounting for Murrayfield Stadium until the end of the season in 2 weeks.   But it IS a RUGBY stadium.  Can we say hot men, ladies?  Bring on the boys.

Oh, the Robert Half interview went well despite having a temp job and the excel test went ok as well.

Next up: getting to Edinburgh and back on the bus.  Stay tuned, the adventure continues....

Cheerio for now.