“Why on earth would you want to teach in Bradford?”- The immigration officer at the Manchester airport

LOL that quotation was my literal first impression of Bradford, so that was great. But other than that, I’M HERE! I’M SAFE! And I have a lot to report on.

City of Bradford

Bradford is honestly the English version of Montreal. It has cobbled streets, old buildings, posh cafes, and people who look at you funny if you speak (Canadian) English. All jokes aside, the small part of Bradford I’ve seen, I really like. My flat is a lot better than I expected, except for the fact the person living there before me left his sheets and dirty underwear for me to clean up. LOL GOOD. There’s also a street near me called “Drake Street”, so I feel at home already. #champagnepapi #drizzy #yolo

I’m also #blessed because I live literally 5 steps away from a mall.


Shopping

Wow. I’m going to have literally zero money. The Broadway shopping centre is LIT. It has really cool stores, but best of all there is a LITERAL WORKING MINI TRAIN IN THE MALL. I know it’s for kids, but I don’t even care. There is also this amazing bookstore called “Waterstones” that was built in an old Wool Mill. It’s gorgeous, and I want to live in it.

Tip: if you don’t watch “The Great British Bake Off”, you need to if you want to visit Britain. The person who won, *spoiler alert* Naydia, is on every book or magazine cover available.


Food

British food: a constant “wtf”. For my first few days in Bradford, the food was actually really good. I had pizza, mouth-watering cheese, and bread I couldn’t stop eating. I was starting to think people were just joking about British food being bad…WRONG. I ordered fish and chips at a pub today (10/10 I highly recommend) and I noticed some condiment packets on the table. They were mostly normal, like ketchup, tartar sauce, vinegar, but then I saw this:

There are no words.

Update on my food post: Mushy peas are DELICIOUS. They basically just taste like pea soup. Looks like barf though.

Hopefully when I write another post I’ll have a hot British boyfriend, but we’ll see. Cheerio!