Economics Students

Wow! I have a busy week and a half ahead of me. In this week coming up I have two assignments due and a test and then on the following Monday and Tuesday I have two more tests. What fun! So I thought I'd give you an insight into the day of an Economics masters student. So here's an example of a typical Wednesday

We only arrive on campus in time for our class at noon which is Econometrics lab - ie a practical. The lecturer is rather amusing - he told us in our first prac that he runs the class like a business meeting. We are therefore given an agenda at the start and by the end will have covered all the topics on the agenda, just not necessarily in the same order. It's a fun class! He demonstrates/teaches while we try the same things on our computer. What's really funny is when he makes a mistake and can't work out what's wrong because it's normally something small and stupid but all our programs work! We're essentially learning how to use SAS - a statistical modeling package - at the moment so it's a fairly common occurrence.

We then have a whole bunch of time to kill before our next class so being the responsible, mature Masters students that we are...
We work! Lots of people (like Jen) bring their laptops in their bags to varsity.

We get confused with silly questions (like Jaren) and help each other out! (I'm a fan of working in a group).

And we eat (like Tiffany). All the food places on campus are fast food chains which is nice in some ways because if you're hungry you have a large number of options. Then there's alway the market which stocks fairly similar stuff to a corner cafe - everything!

Of course the other thing we do in our spare time is get bored of working (like me) and so you start taking random photos of your friends!

At about 4pm all my friends disappear off to their class - North American Economics - which I am not taking thankfully. They have 3 books to read and summarise at the moment - not fun! I have office hours. I actually had a student this week so I couldn't update my blog then :-( We have Microeconomics in the evening which is fairly sleep-inducing to put it bluntly. No one should have to concentrate on stuff you're not finding interesting for more than 45mins because after then my eyelids start to droop. I think the biggest problem for me is that I've done everything we're going over at the moment before (and I remember it). You don't need to have a full undergrad degree in economics to do Masters in Economics though and some people have been out of university for a few years so it is important to recap before we move on. But still! It's quite a relief when it's over.

Such is a typical Wednesday and so ends my rather random post.

Baseball

I went to two baseball games in the space of 3 days which I think was very impressive (although truth be told I would rather have been watching the RWC matches which you can't get on TV here unless you pay for it). Anyway, I digress. I think I can safely say that I now know more about baseball than I did before the first game I went to which was on Saturday evening. However, considering that I didn't know much about baseball at all before then, this is not as impressive as it sounds.

The San Diego team is the Padres. I was told they were called that because Franciscan friars founded a Mission in San Diego (hence the reason the one area of San Diego is called Mission Valley). But it turns out that the Padres took their name from the minor league baseball team that they developed from. I have no clue why that team was named the Padres but hey. However, what I did discover is that the Padre's mascot, the Swinging Friar, is "a whimsical takeoff on Father Junipero Serra, the Franciscan priest who founded the chain of twenty-one original California missions in the late 18th century, starting with Mission San Diego Alcala" (which is in San Diego and is on my list of things to see).

So after that exciting piece of random information here is the Friar (who's very annoying I might add and is nowhere near as cool as Sharky).

The baseball stadium in San Diego, Petco Park, is right in the middle of the downtown area of San Diego. I went down on the trolley special events line which goes straight to the park instead of me having to use 3 different lines (or all the lines in the San Diego trolley system)! It's a bit strange though - you're in the middle of the downtown area with lots of tall buildings etc and the next thing a stadium appears out of nowhere!

I even have photographic proof! It's quite an attractive stadium unlike Qualcomm stadium which is where all the American football matches are held. That's just a huge lump of concrete that rises out of an enormous concrete parking lot.

The game on Saturday evening was a Rotary game in the the match was dedicated to Rotary. I'm still not 100% sure why but I do know that flag court at the stadium is the Rotary flag court. It was dedicated by Rotary District 5340 (ie San Diego) as part of the centennial celebration of Rotary International. It's quite cool - on the main flagpole there's a large Rotary wheel.

There's also a plaque/story on the wall about the flag court. As you will no doubt have noticed, I am wearing a cap. Which I do not normally do. They were free! All 40000 people at the game were given San Diego caps. The Padre's colours are navy and white (hence the white cap - duh!) and the blue blob you can see on the side of the hat is the letters SD. I was very impressed. Sure the cap has the sponsors name on the back but it's still a rather impressive thing to do. The other two people in the photo are from Interact (which is essentially Rotary for school kids). They got to raise the Rotary flag in the flag court before the game started.

The game on Saturday evening was rather confusing. For starters we were rather high up as you can see from the 'view' from our seats. So I was never 100% sure what was going on exactly. The atmosphere in the stadium was amazing though - it was almost completely full! The Padres were playing the San Fransisco Giants so there's a lot of rivalry there. Especially since the Padres old coach joined the Giants this year. I did learn a lot about the rules of the game though. For instance I discovered that the yellow pole you can see in the picture is called the foul pole but if the ball hits the pole it's not foul. This had me confused for a while too! The pole basically separates a legitimate hit from one that's out (not sure of the correct terminology here) so it's sort of like tennis where 'on the line is in' and anything behind the line towards the crowd is not.

We left a bit before the end of the game as Marge didn't want to get caught in the rush of people leaving the stadium and heading for the trolley. I was only too happy to because the game up till that stage had been rather boring. It was what they called a 'pitching duel' where the pitches are too good for any of the players to hit so they just go out. I think the Padre's had one run at that stage. Just as we were leaving one of the Padre's players hit a home run! Well - the drama! Pyrotechnics went off, there was music blasting from the speakers and everyone was on their feet cheering. It was quite a spectacle!

Then on Monday evening I went to the baseball again. A Rotarian I'd met the previous weekend had season tickets but wasn't able to go to Monday's game but asked if I'd like to. Of course, I was only too happy to go! I took my friend Danielle who's from Canada. I met her at the International Student Centre orientation at the start of varsity. It's great because even though she looks and sounds like an American (in my opinion anyway) she's just as keen as I am to do touristy things.

We were such tourists at this game! Besides the large amount of photo-taking we also bought Padres stuff! I'm quite enamored with my shirt and am very proud that I did not shrink it when I washed it today. Danielle bought the cap.

The Marine band played the Star Spangled Banner on the field before the game as it was in honour of/dedicated to the Marines. They were most impressive. It's quite funny, before each game they announce which players are playing and a picture of them flashes up on the big screen. During the match against the Giants when they flashed up the picture of the Giants' big hitter everyone in the crowd booed. What I couldn't understand is why, when the flashed up the picture of one of the Padre's players, everyone booed again. I later discovered that the player's surname is Kouzmanoff so people weren't booing, they were saying Koooooze! On Monday i could hear the crowd clearly and they were definitely saying Koooze -oops.!

Our seats were most impressive. We were in the very front section right down by the field as you can see from my lovely action shot (the zoom on my camera's not that great I promise)! As a result I enjoyed the game a lot more because I could see what was going on, even though I don't understand all the rules. It was a rather exciting game too. The other team (the Pittsburgh Pirates) was fairly useless and were all out rather quickly each innings. The Padre's were much better and got a good few runs each innings as well as some exciting home runs. The Padres won the game - yay! Now everyone's hoping that they make it into the playoffs.

Apparently I'm an imposter.

I was accused of faking my accent! I couldn't believe it.

Some of the guys from our building belong to a fraternity by the name of Kappa Alpha (or KA for short). So the other night they were heading over there and asked if Sarah and I wanted to come. The frat house is just up the street from our place in what's called 'Fraternity Row'. Apparently the University bought up a block of houses, demolished them and built a whole lot of frat houses next to each other. The frat house has a pretty cool set up - there's a central courtyard with rooms around it. Although how anyone who lives there actually manages to get any work done ever is beyond me! I was chatting to some people then went to have a look round. in the one room I noticed there was a British flag so I asked one of the guys I'd been talking to "Who's British?" To which he replied "You're not British". I said "I know, I'm South African." He said, "No you're not, you weren't talking like that just now, you're faking your accent." I of course protested and even volunteered to show him my passport (which I didn't have with me but that's not the point). However, this was to no avail so I left. I'm thinking the amount of alcohol he'd consumed probably had something to do with it :-)

Birthday Party #2

As I mentioned in my previous post, my birthday coincided with Rosh Hoshannah this year so it was a bit of a non-event. Not much happened at all. Sarah said Happy Birthday to me in the morning and I had a chat to the whole family (Mom, Dad, Brother, Gran and Aunt) on skype but that was about it.

I had an interesting Rosh Hoshannah though. I went to Hillel which is a Jewish student organisation on campus. They had a dinner at their house which is just off campus and then held a service on the campus itself. At the dinner I met a variety of interesting people - one guy asked where I was from to which I replied 'South Africa'. He then asked where in SA (which is all fairly standard, I think I probably get asked this at least once a day) and I said Durban. He then said "Where in Durban?" and I think I must have done a fairly good impression of a goldfish at that stage! No one has asked me that while I've been here so I wasn't expecting it from some random American! Turns out that he spent some time in Durban last year - working on research to do with the new Stadium. So he knows people I'm friends with in Durban - it's such a small world!

Given that Wednesday evening was Rosh Hoshannah I delayed my birthday party till Thursday evening. I invited some of my friends from class as well as the guys from the building over for South African drinks and snacks. Drinks-wise I'd organised some Windhoeks, more Nederberg Chardonnay, Excelsior Cab and Appletizer. There was quite a variety on the food side of things - stuffed peppadews, Safari dried fruit roll, dry wors, samoosas, chilli bites, koeksisters and milk tart. I was quite impressed with my selection! As for how I obtained all of this... that would be telling! (and no I did not bring it with me - could you imagine squashed milk tart in between my t-shirts in my suitcase, yuck!) Although I would like to, I can't lay claim to having made the samoosas, milk tart and koeksisters. They were made by a couple who do South African catering here who I found on the internet. I was very proud of myself for making the chilli bites and the stuffed peppadews though. I must confess that I did manage to kill a spoon in the process - no one told me that you shouldn't put non-stick cooking implements into hot oil! We now have an interestingly-textured cooking spoon!

I only finish lectures on a Thursday at 6:30pm so my university friends and I just walked over to my apartment after class. When I walked into the apartment I got such a nice surprise - Sarah and the boys had decorated it!

It was so pretty! There were streamers across the ceiling and helium Happy Birthday balloons all over. They'd even put a Happy Birthday banner up on the wall! It was such a lovely surprise! They'd also all signed a card for me. It made me feel very special.

The Windhoek was definitely the star of the evening - all of the guys agreed that it was good! Most of the guys drink light beer here but it's strange - US light beer is light in term of carbohydrates and calories not alcohol like in SA. I thought that the alcohol contained all the calories so I'm a bit confused.

Generally people were rather scared of the food. They're all sissies! I persuaded everyone to try a bit of dry wors. I'd cut it up into really small bits so it wasn;t too intimidating. The problem was he everyone thought I was saying 'try some dry horse'! Which added to the sceptisim I think.
The samoosas went down well. Anuar from the 1st floor and Dave from the apartment below us enjoyed theirs. Some people found them a little spicy, particularly the potato ones, which I found a bit strange as people here eat tonnes of chilli with their Mexican food. The thing is that I tried them and they had virtually no bite. Not that it matters much - they still vanished!

Almost everything else disappeared as well (with the exception of the dry 'horse'). The general consensus was the the stuffed peppadews were 'bomb' which means really good I think. The name chilli bites scared people initially but they too disappeared - they were already half gone by the time I took this pic! Sarah wanted to hide the dried Apricot roll she liked it so much. The koeksisters were really sweet - literally dripping in syrup! There was some milk tart left over so I kept a piece for marge. who liked it very much.

So all in all I think it was a great success! I certainly enjoyed myself and all the guys thanked me profusely. Below is a random selection of pictures and people from the party.

Hien and Lindsay - friends from economics. Please note the tumbler for wine! We ran out of wine glasses. Not that that's surprising seeing as we only have 3!

Jaren - the son of Dad's best friend from University who's also in my Economics classes. He was lucky - he got a wine glass!

Ted from the floor above pointing at his cousin Scott, from the ground floor, for some unknown reason! In the background is Sarah and Pasha who lives on the floor below. We tried to persuade him to have a pic taken all evening but it didn't work - so there's only a distance shot of him!

Cheers! Jen from Economics and Anuar from the ground floor. I met Jen at orientation - she came up to me and told me that she'd been to South Africa and had really enjoyed it. Turns out she did what's called 'Semester at Sea' where they literally spend 6 months of university travelling around on a cruise ship. How cool it that?

So that would be pretty much it! All in all a really good birthday!

Birthday Party #1

This year my birthday was a bit odd. Not in a bad way, it was just different! For starters I'm in a completely different country and far away from all the people I would normally celebrate with. Then erev Rosh Hoshannah coincided with my birthday this year (for those of you who don't do 'Jew-speak', Jewish New Year started at sundown on 12 September -the evening of my birthday). So we had to improvise!

On Tuesday evening, the night before my birthday, I went to Marge's house for dinner along with a number of Rotarians I've become friends with. It was really nice! We had Chinese takeaway which is one of my absolute favourites and I'd taken along a couple bottles of South African wine (more about how I got those in another post). The Nederberg Chardonnay went down really well - i should have taken more bottles. Almost everyone commented on how nice it was. Even I enjoyed it and I'm not generally a Chardonnay fan! Unfortunately the Fleur de Cap Merlot was corked but no one was really drinking red. I actually only discovered it was corked after I got home with 3/4 of the bottle and Sarah had a glass. I was talking to Mom and Dad on Skype and she came through and asked in a rather small voice if the wine was ok. She was quite concerned about offending me but the wine was definitely very corked and promptly got poured down the garbage disposal. Garbage disposals are fantastic things by the way- I was totally entranced by ours initially!

Back to my birthday dinner at Marge's - it was a very entertaining evening. The Chinese food was great (and it even came in little cardboard cartons just like the movies)! My fortune cookie was terribly cryptic and told me that "All your hard work will soon pay off". It must be such fun to sit and make all those fortunes up - they're all so random! Jean Kerr gave me the most divine birthday cake for my birthday.

As you can see I got candles and Happy Birthday and all! (Americans don't go 'Hip Hip Hooray' by the way). The cake was quite delicious- a triple layer chocolate affair with vanilla icing and white chocolate shavings on top. Wow it was rich! I took the rest home with me where the majority promptly got donated to the boys downstairs otherwise I would definitely have eaten it all and felt thoroughly sick. Although looking at the picture I wouldn't mind a piece now :-)

I even got birthday presents! Or present rather but it contained lots of stuff - a shower caddy (as you can see) full of just about every bath product one could conceive of! I still haven't worked out what half of them are for yet! It was so funny - everyone gave me their own card and Marge had obviously put the word out that I love cats because every card had a kitty on it. Even funnier was that 3 were the same cards - it seems everyone shops at Costco here.

Endlessly Amusing

On the ground floor of the building which houses the Economics Department at SDSU is an office that I walk past on most days. The bumper stickers and cartoons on the door never fail to amuse me so I decided to share some of them. I am the quintessential tourist - I always have my camera on me!

Rotary and the UN

I just found a bit more on the relationship between Rotary and the UN so decided to add it because I thought it was interesting. I had no clue there was any involvement between the two or that Rotary was involved with such big important entities... if you don't think it's interesting, please feel free to skip it - I promise I wont be offended :-)

"Rotary International's relationship with the United Nations dates back to 1945, when 49 Rotarians were members of the 29 delegations to the UN Charter Conference in San Francisco, California, USA. During the UN's first decade, Rotary actively participated in UN sessions by sending observers to major meetings and promoting the United Nations in Rotary publications.

In addition, Rotary has maintained relations with the UN's Economic and Social Council (ECOSOC) — a principle organ of the United Nations that oversees many specialized UN agencies, commissions, and other bodies — since ECOSOC’s founding in 1945. Rotary currently holds the highest consultative status offered to a nongovernmental organization (NGO) by ECOSOC. This status is granted only to large, established international NGOs with a broad geographical reach whose area of work covers most of the issues on the agenda of ECOSOC and its subsidiary bodies.

Rotary also has a special historical relationship with the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO). In fact, it was a 1943 London Rotary conference on international cultural and educational exchanges that provided a key impetus to establish UNESCO.

Rotary currently maintains and furthers its relationship with a number of UN bodies, programs, commissions, and agencies through Rotary's Representative Network."

New York!

I'm going to New York! I've been invited to go to Rotary day at the UN by the San Diego Rotary District Governor! It's just for a weekend though from 2-4 November. The exact details have yet to be arranged (like flights, where I'm staying etc) but I will keep you posted. I copied this from the Rotary website - it just tells you a bit more about the day...

"Rotarians and their guests are invited to attend Rotary Day at the United Nations on 3 November in New York City.

The meeting, scheduled from 9:30 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. at UN Headquarters, will include presentations and panel discussions addressing key humanitarian issues such as water, health, literacy, and hunger.

Under the theme Rotary and the United Nations: Sharing, United Nations officials, representatives from key nongovernmental organizations (NGOs), and Rotary International leaders will all address the group.The event is sponsored by the Rotary International representatives to the United Nations in New York."

How cool is that? The meeting is in the UN council chamber so if you get there early enough you can sit with 'Brazil' or something like that on the desk in front of you ie where the Brazilian rep to the UN would normally sit. The NGO's include all sorts of high profile organisations like the World Bank, WHO etc. As the Governor of out Rotary District put it - you literally have one Keynote speaker after the other. It's going to be so cool! I'm really excited.

Taco Bell and Starbucks

I've decided that it's easier to write more short blog posts more often because at the moment I'm sitting with the thought that I haven't written for over a week and now I don't know where to begin because there's so much I can write about. But as usual I have no intention of starting at any logical point. I should also probably let you know that at the moment I'm technically doing my 'office hours' which are the times that we have to set aside as Graduate Assistants so that students can come and ask us for help if they want. Seeing that the class I'm a GA for has no work due for the foreseeable future there's no one here. So I'm sitting on the computer (which has a very blurry screen) instead.

I've just had Taco Bell for the first time. Taco Bell is apparently one of those American fast food 'institutions' like Mc Donalds or Starbucks. We have a Taco Bell Express on campus which sells a limited variety of Americanised Mexican food. Now I have an issue with Mexican food in that I don't eat chilli, red meat or beans (except green beans) which are pretty much the base ingredeients of all Mexican food! Before you ask - Yes, I am fully aware of how fussy I sound and I'm ok with it. I did however manage to find something to eat and had Rancho chicken tacos. At least I think that's what they were called. They were basically taco shells stuffed with slightly spicy chicken pieces, lettuce, cheese and salsa and they were very yum!

I think everyone at the table with me had hysterics when I tried to eat them though. (That was after they'd died with laughter when I wasn't sure what a Taco was in the first place - I was getting them confused with natchos). They come all wrapped up and I managed to unwrap my first taco in such a way that half the contents fell out. The second one was better but not by much! Then a taco shell is hard - like Frito's chips really so when you bite it it goes crunch and falls apart. Well mine did anyway. My ecos friends managed to eat theirs quite elegantly. I think I need some lessons.

Starbucks is another American fast food place that totally confuses me. There are at least 3 on the campus and very possibly more! I walk past one on my way to my classes every day and it always smells so good. Ordering from them is another story - the menu is long to start with what with coffees, coffee alternatives, frappacinos, iced teas and more. Then you can add flavoured syrups to your coffee/tea, have it made with non-fat milk, have cream on it or not and a whole lot of other options! It shouldn't be too much of a problem for me seeing as I don't drink coffee anyway so I could just avoid it all together but then I taste other people's drinks that are really nice! Like today, I tasted a green tea frappacino which tasted like a milkshake and looked like guacamole in a glass. It was really good but I have no clue if that was a standard menu item or not. The other day I had a raspberry mocha which was definitely not on the menu but was also really nice. I think there should be a book - 'Starbucks for Dummies: your guide to ordering at Starbucks'. Then I wouldn't have to feel like such an idiot every time someone asks if I want to go get some Starbucks.

Lucky Packet

So this is just an assortment of random events/things that have amused me but I forgot to add into my other posts....

I went grocery shopping yesterday. It's the easiest way to entertain me at the moment. There's just such a huge variety of food and so much prepackaged stuff. Anyway, I was in the (enormous) fresh fruit and veg section when I heard thunder. I thought I was dreaming! Then I noticed that the light on top of the one open fridge thing of fresh veges was flashing. The next thing this Dad calls his two little girls and says "Girls - come quick, its going to rain!" And sure enough it did. Mini sprinklers between the vegetables started spraying out a fine mist of water (and all the while the thunder continued). I have never seen anything quite as entertaining in a supermarket before! Why that section of vegetables was special and deserved to be watered while the one right next to it did not - I have no idea!

Earlier this week Sarah and I went shopping for the final things we needed for our apartment - like everything you need in a kitchen! The basic idea when I moved in was that I only needed to get stuff for my bedroom - she said she had everything else. Then she discovered she'd left all her kitchen stuff at her ex-boyfriend's and hence the reason for the shopping trip. I'd already moved into my room and discovered that I had more space than anticipated to decided that I wanted to get a chair for the corner by the window. We were in Target (the most amazing store that literally sells everything! And it's cheap - just not as cheap as Walmart) and I saw a chair that looked really cool. The easiest way to describe it is as a half sphere on a metal frame. It was on special and looked comfy but there wasn't one set out that you could try (the whole chair folds up into a carry bag). So Sarah and I decided that it was rather daft to buy a chair you hadn't even sat in so we unpacked the chair and set it up in the isle in the store!

The good news is that the chair is really comfy and now resides in the corner of my room.

Life, the University and Everything

Apologies to Douglas Adams but I thought it was funny :-)

I've been meaning to write about the University for the past few days but haven't managed to get round to it. So seeing as today is a public holiday and I've got nothing better to do (besides some varsity work maybe) and I'm glued to my fan because it's so freakishly hot here, (think Durban weather in mid-summer when it's just hot and humid and gross) it seems like an ideal opportunity to tell you about it.

San Diego State University is huge! There are about 35000 students on the campus. It's by far the biggest university in San Diego and one of the biggest in the Western part of the USA (according to the SDSU website). There are just so many people on campus every day (except Fridays - it appears that the American College student's weekend begins on a Thursday evening). I also never get there that early as all my classes are in the afternoon so I haven't even seen peak times at the campus yet. Apparently it gets so bad that the university has 'congestion plans' in place for the roads around the campus.

The campus is rather enormous - check out the campus map if you don't believe me! All my classes are on the side closest to where I live so there's not too much walking involved every day. Although the other day I had to trek all the way over to the other side of campus to a copy centre by the residences. Ok - I'm being a wuss, the walk itself is not too bad but doing it at midday on a revoltingly hot day maybe wasn't the smartest idea I've ever had. The campus is really pretty - I walked around like a total tourist the other day taking some pictures for your viewing pleasure.

This is one of the oldest parts of the campus - it's the part you see on the university logo. There's a tower hidden by the palm trees on the left (palm trees grow so big here!) and I'm not sure if the bells I hear are from that tower or the little bells you can see in the picture (vaguely) above the arch.

The dome on the left is the entrance to the Love Library although the library itself is the white building you can see a bit of on the right of the picture. The library is amazing! It's enormous (and air conditioned - yay!). It also houses the student computing centre which has about 600 machines for you to use at any time I think.

I was went exploring the library one day when I had some time to kill and in one of the passages there was this guy sleeping! In the middle of the day! I was quite surprised until I went round the corner and saw lots of students sleeping or otherwise parking off on the chairs. Being a student is apparently very tiring - I should know I suppose, I used to have frequent afternoon naps.

The campus is huge! It literally goes on for as far as the eye can see in this picture!

The pretty pedestrian bridge which goes over on of the busy streets in the area from the campus to the main section of residence halls (which you can see on the right of the picture).
So that would conclude the 'mini campus tour'. I could put a whole lot more pics up but as far as I'm concerned pictures of buildings are generally boring. But let me know if you disagree and we'll see what we can do.

Now onto the reason I go to university (supposedly) - my courses (or classes as they are called here). I'm taking four classes at the moment, 3 are required and then one elective. Microeconomics looks quite interesting, it doesn't look too hectic at the moment which is a really good thing given my shocking lecturer last year! It does look quite mathematical but that should be ok. Econometrics, I'm sad to say, looks deathly boring. I think I've done pretty much everything before. The wierd thing is that we have theoretical classes (2 per week) and then our pracs are run by a completely different lecturer. So I think the course may be largely theory. I'm not too sure how that's going to work? So I might have to put in a fair amount of work after all. During the Econometrics Lab (as pracs are called here) we're learning SAS which I've never used before so that should be interesting.

Then my elective is international trade. I was a bit worried about this as I've never done any international economics courses before but it looks great. We're looking at trade purely from a microeconomics perspective. Undergrad students are allowed to take this course too so we have a really big class! Classes here have a size restriction - in the case of international trade, only 35 people are allowed to register. Unfortunately the class was already full when I registered so I spoke to the graduate advisor and she said not to worry, that as I was a graduate student in the economics program I would be allowed to 'crash' the course. I think that term is so funny! Essentially hat you do is you go to the class and ask the lecturer for an 'add code' which then lets you register for the class. So crashing isn't as exciting as it sounds.

I got a job! Yay! In the Economics department as a graduate assistant. So now I get to spend even more time on campus. I'm helping one of the lecturers who teaches micro 101 but in a class of 500! So we have to go to the lectures and help and will also have 2 hours of consultation times during the week. Then the big thing is helping 'grade' exams. They don't have tests here - I nearly died when they said I had 3 exams for some of my classes! But essentially they're 2 midterm tests in the lesson period (so just an hour or so) and then one 2hr exam as I know them at the end of the semester. So I'm employed for a total of 10 hours a week . Not sure what the rate of pay is but any extra spending money helps! Now I need to fill in forms and get a social security number etc - what fun, I love paperwork.

The only bad thing about this job is that I have to go to the one class which is on a Friday so I no longer have Fridays free :-( But when you consider the fact that because I'm on a student visa I'm only allowed to work on campus I think I can live with it. I'd much rather work as a graduate assistant than in the bookshop stacking shelves or for campus foods or something like that.

Out and About

Tomorrow is a public holiday here - Labour Day (or Labor day in American-speak). Actually, it's Labour day already seeing as it's after midnight. I've had a rather hectic weekend so far. Technically today wasn't that hectic (seeing as I only got up at noon and then went shopping for the afternoon) but I think I was still suffering the after effects of Saturday night...morning - whatever!

Well to start at the beginning for a change, yesterday Sam Strong and his wife picked me up and took me out for lunch. Sam is the Rotarian who did a whole lot of work in helping me to get over to the States. I hadn't met him yet as he and his wife have a house up at Lake Tahoe (right by Heavenly where Andrew went skiing while he was at Keystone) and they've only just got back. We went down to the Bay where we caught the ferry across to Coronado Island which isn't really an island. To explain, it looks like an island in the middle of the bay but is actually a peninsula which joins to the mainland just above the border with Mexico. It was a revoltingly hot day - San Diego is in the midst of a serious heatwave. It's horribly hot and sticky and altogether rather unpleasant being outside. Once we got going the ferry trip was very nice though - we were in the shade and there was a gentle breeze blowing. The whole bay is just so beautiful that it's very easy to get distracted from the heat. I got to act like a total tourist and went from side to side of the ferry taking pictures!

Here you can see the dock we left from with the 'Downtown' area of the city in the background. Apparently the city has just sprung up in the last decade - if you came to San Diego before then the skyline would have looked vastly different.

A 'Californian Sea Lion' sunning itself on a buoy in the bay - this prompted a special announcement by the captain of the ferry!

One of the Aircraft Carriers moored in the bay by Coronado. They are ginormous! Notice the row of sausage-looking things in the water right by it - those are there since 9/11 and prevent anyone from getting right up to the carrier.

Aren't I a good photographer? I'm definitely a modest one :-) Here we have the yachts on the bay and the city. Now you can see why I said it's so beautiful!

There's also a very impressive bridge that stretched from the mainland to Coronado. A random fact about Coronado - there's a famous old hotel on the island - the Hotel del Coronado. Sometime I'll go there for high tea. Anyway, that's where Prince Edward met Wallis Simpson for the first time.

The ferry trip wasn't very long - about 15mins maybe and then we were on the island. We had lunch at a restaurant called Peohe's which was right on the waterfront close to the ferry landing. I think the food was suppose to be Hawaiian? Or Pacific island ish. It was very nice - I had a fish wrap with salsa and mango but the service was rather shocking! I think our waiter was a couple sandwiches sort of a picnic to put it mildly! But we had lots to talk about. Sam and his wife are coming out to South Africa in about 3 weeks time so I was asked all sorts of questions.

When the time came to catch the ferry back we had a minor drama in that Sam's wife couldn't find the tickets! Luckily she had the receipt though so they just let us on. Obviously we looked rather trustworthy. On the way back we sat on the deck in the sun and I got burnt again! Although I'm not entirely sure when exactly it happened (it could also have been waiting in line for the ferry, at lunch or even when I was playing tourist).

Sam, his wife and I on the ferry going back.

After they dropped me off at home I went to visit the guys in our building to see if any of them had after sun. I think they thought I was nuts - they had no idea what I was talking about! You can't get after sun here in fact - all you get is some aloe vera stuff. I now have that though.

On Saturday night it was on of Sarah's friend's birthday parties so we went to that. They had hired a party bus - essentially like a really cool, big, limo to take us to a club then bring us back. It was so much fun! Everyone was dancing and laughing and having a really good time - it's definitely one of the best ways to go to a club.

The party bus - complete with lights and speakers!

Sarah and I on the bus - note the nice pinkish tinge to my skin!

We ended up going to a club called Stingaree - apparently one of the coolest clubs in San Diego. I have no idea :-) it seemed really nice and one of the guys in the group had some connection so I got in for free which is always great. The evening was so much fun! I ended up getting home at about 4am and then proceeded to sleep until noon on Sunday.