I arrived in Belfast on Saturday and met my housemates. Straightaway, we went to Tesco to buy food. First of all, we were driving on the left side of the road, and I was a bit disoriented. Secondly, I didn't have any idea what brands of food Tesco sold, so I pretty much wandered and randomly grabbed food off of shelves. And I'm paying in pounds...I don't know how much that is, so I look at things and think, "Hmm, that looks cheap!" Sunday rolls around, and I head to a Quaker meeting. I have never experienced a church service quite like it, but I was intrigued. If you don't know what they are like, do some research on your own. They have an interesting way of doing things. Finally, Monday has arrived, and I head into work. Here's a typical day: clean and sort, tea time, drive the buses out to pick up the wee ones and their mums, play with the toddlers and the babies, sing, feed everyone, play some more, drive everyone home, clean and sort, tea time and scarf down some lunch, drive buses out to pick up afterschoolers, play play play, snack time, play again, drive everyone home, clean and sort, and sprinkle in some arts and crafts and planning for upcoming events. WHEW! There are so many children, and because different kids come throughout the week, I'm still scrambling to remember everyone's names! But each day I learn something new about the work I'm doing, and each day gets a bit easier.
P.S. (added by Samantha Carwile) - You forgot to mention that you held a 3 day old baby and drove the minibus up the mountain in the same day!