settling in..with a dog to boot

So we arrive at the hostel, braving the cold and a 10 min walk from the bustop. The hostel owner is a lovely lady, she gave us bedsheets as well (since bag was lost) and then she says: 'oh i didnt mention this before, but i hope none of u are scared of dogs? cos there is one in the house, but he's a dear. so not to worry'. Heart sinks. to the deepest pit ever possible. gosh...i was really reeling away. this was my worst nightmare ever. oh no, worser still was the fact that i cldnt do anything about it. So we go up to the house, my heart in my mouth and a strong bark greets us. and out comes this HUGE, jet black dog. I am not exaggerating. So it doesnt enter our room but makes itself at home in the corridor to the kitchen and washrooms. Means i'll have to face it day in and day out for the next 28 days. Depressing beyond words. coupled with the fact that i was already missing home and wondering about food. The room itself was decent with a bunker bed and a large single bed. and a fridge & sink thrown in (thank goodness). Kitchen had a microwave and stove (and of course the dog, Chaffy who loves sprawling himself in the kitchen).

There's a supermarket nearby, about 3 min walk and a laundry mart few houses down (washing machine in house is spoilt). So that was sunday. had a margherita pizza for dinner and cleaned the entire room (which was rather dirty). The dog was scary. esp having to pass within inches of it. Thankfully J & ky were a big help, distracting it or shielding me from it. Oh well, just imagine being thrown into an alien envt with ur greatest fear ever.