Friday, 7 September 2012

Journey to Aurora


My appointment in Aurora for biometric testing for a work permit application lasted 10 minutes and involved taking one finger print and a photo, something which the US authorities have already done in Belfast and Denver.

I was proud to negotiate a couple of interstate highways and a turnpike in the car-share.  My conclusion was that, if driving is difficult for a Brit in the US, it is because the road you are on is only sporadically named,using a small sign at the side of the road.  Meanwhile a road that you have the option to turn on to (usually in 2¼ miles in my experience), is signposted in huge letters above your lane, which makes you think “Help I’m on the 25 when I thought I was on the 70!”  Bad for the cortisol levels, and rather disorientating, but I’m sure I’ll get used to it.

Aurora is not a holiday, nor indeed a sabbatical destination (hence no photos).  However, I was pleased to see a] some racial diversity (Boulder equates with the Cotswolds as far as ethnic make up is concerned) and b] some body shape variation (body shape in Boulder is like the warm up area of a city-wide, all-ages triathlon festival; I exaggerate, but only a bit).

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