I had been sieving samples in the lab, purposefully wearing rather tight jeans, so I would feel the vibrations of my phone if a call or email would come in. But still I couldn't help getting ot out once in a while, checking if I perhaps had missed something. I had been told I would hear from Bangor that very day! And then I took it out and saw a missed call. And an email. From James. If I could give him a call. I pulled my iPod out of my ears, put sieve and sample down, took off the lab coat and ran to my office, slodging with adrenaline. I phoned James' office; no answer. I phoned his mobile. He answered.
He asked me how I was. A bit nervous, I said. He laughed and said there was no need for that as he was offering me the job. I had the job! I immediately accepted.
I will start on April 1st. It's soon! It'll be hectic. I will have to find a place to live in Bangor, pack my stuff, terminate my rental contract here, do as much on the current project as is reasonable... Try to spend a lot of time with friends, underground, or with friends underground so I enjoy Yorkshire as much as I can before leaving for different hunting grounds. I'll line up a caving club before even getting to Wales; doing something similar here in York was one of the smartest things I did. And maybe there's some sea kayakking going on there too. And certainly some Snowdonian hiking! I do remember, last time I was in North Wales, pondering what the nearest university would be, and dreaming of finding a job there. I thought I was being silly, but evidently dreams do come true!
The bridge to Menai Bridge