Ok, so I have been here a grand total of 18 days and for some strange reason, I feel like I have been here for much longer. Other than some minor inconveniences, things have been going rather smoothly and I think I like this northern climate.
We have hardly any snow, just a mere dusting on the ground. Certainly have not needed to shovel anything. The temperature has been frosty for sure, once it dropped, it stayed down. Today isn't too bad, only -17C which is about -1F. I have the woodstove blazing, which does a fine job of taking the chill off the room. I have to get a load of wood this week on payday, and am hoping to get wood that is either small or split.
People seem to drive fairly slow around here. Not sure what that's about. Most people drive either 15-20 below the speed limit, or just barely there. Except for the asshole in a truck that was in front of me last night. We were driving along well enough, at about 100km/hr when he just stopped all of a sudden, middle of nowhere, and stopped. Then pulled slightly off the road. No signal, not sure what that was about either. So I made an attempt to drive by him and he moved a bit...ok, now what...so I then gave it the gas and drove by him. Well he then pulled out right behind me and proceeded to tailgate me, lights blaring in my mirrors. WTF? It was beginning to look like trouble, when he then turned off into another road and was gone. Freak.
You have to pay for shopping bags at the Superstore...that's a first for me. And when I dared to mention it to the prepubescent checkout girl, she looked shocked that I questioned it. AND you have to pay for your shopping cart. They have them rigged with locks that you put a one dollar coin in to release it and you get it back when you return the cart. What a crock. They also don't bag your groceries for you. So I am left to wonder, what's so freaking super about Superstore?
There are just as many gas stations here as there are pubs in Ireland. I think I pass about 14 on my drive home...I think it is forewarning that once you hit the Dempster, Alaska, or Klondike highways, you are shit out of luck. The gas station I have been hitting is just 4kms from my home, which is great, AND the price is always cheaper than town, also GREAT! It looks like a log cabin...see below.

There are only 2 Tim Horton's, and only one of them is drive-thru. I know M. told me I wouldn't go back to Tim's once I discovered the many coffee shops...well, I don't drink coffee, just cappichino, and when I tried one at the Chocolate Claim, it was that strong and bitter that I couldn't manage to choke it down, so sorry M., I will be frequenting the one drive thru Timmy's!
Everyone seems to have a dog, and not always small lap dogs either...wolf-husky cross most of the time and freaking HUGE. So far they have been friendly enough to me, sniffing the cat smell on me no doubt. I went to a home the other day and had two HUGE wolf dogs sniffing me up. I'm quite sure they could rip my throat out in one shot.
Everyone has at least one crack in their windshield. I fit right in, for I have two.
Hardly anyone talks about the weather. I guess there isn't much to say. It's cold. Really cold. That's about it. I haven't seen any storms, wind, or anything different. It rained my first week and a half here, then the temperature dropped and stayed there. Fine with me, I heard too much about the weather back east as it was. However, having said that, I was heading out to a foster home the other day, a mere 30 kms out of town, and in town there were a few flurries and overcast skies, but just out of town, it was blue skies. And all roads both in and out of town were clear and dry. I called to get more specific directions about the home from the receptionist and she told me that generally it was about a 20-25 minute drive to the foster home but today it might be more like 45. Huh? WTF? The roads are bare and there is no sign of storm...I made it in less than 20 minutes. Sheesh, come on people, let's not panic about a few flakes...
I have to arrange water delivery. My water supply is in a huge holding tank and when it gets to less than 1/4 full, I think I'll give them a call. How very strange and remenicient of Caye Caulker in Belize. The only difference being that the water in the holding tanks in Caye Caulker was stale and stunk, having been rainwater stored since the rains hit the year before. The water I have delivered is very pure and stinks. I think they chlorinate it. I tried to drink it and nearly threw up.
So, there you go, my week three impressions of the north...stay tuned.