When I started my job, they sent me to Calgary for a week of training. I had never, believe it or not, been on a trip by myself before! I was very excited. I had been hoping to stay in a hotel (hello, SWIMMING POOL and snick snack machine!) but they booked me into a Bed & Breakfast instead. I'm not going to lie... I wasn't overly happy.
I've never really liked the idea of Bed & Breakfasts... mainly because I don't do mornings and I don't do small talk. And, at a Bed & Breakfast, you have to do both. You have to wake up and go down to the dining room and say good morning and eat a frilly breakfast with a bunch of strangers while they ask you "what brings you to town?" and "can you pass the preserves?" It's just so uncomfortable. It all feels like you're staying with a stuffy Aunt & Uncle that you've never met. In this case, it was like staying with the elderly gay Uncle I'd never met.
Here are some pictures and highlights from my trip to the B&B:
Soooo nervous and excited for my new job!
My Bed & Breakfast.
My room: "The Windsor."
The B & B had two dogs living there. This is Maisy. :D :D :D She was real naughty, coming into my room when she wasn't allowed.
The living room.
A wall decoration in my room. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw this. Is this picture even legal?
But then came.... The Worst Thing I Have Ever Seen in My Life. Two sickening ceramic dogs with red chest hair and wise, sincere faces.
"What the H?"
But we became fast friends.
"Do you see what I see, Chestermire?"