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Monday, 13 August 2007

To swim or not to swim

Well, I had planned on getting more savvy with this whole blog thing before emailing it out, but that never happened so it's either now or never I suppose.... Anyhow, so I'm still wandering around trying to meet some other mommies in Edinburgh. I was so excited to find out that there is a really nice pool near the flat where I could enroll in baby and parent swim classes. So, the first thing I did here was walk over and ask about signing up for classes. I spoke with this young girl at the front desk about how to sign up, and she told me to just show up on the first day of classes. Then she said that since it was holidays, they wouldn't start up until August. So, I waited several weeks and then went in last week to double check on the classes. Well, this time I spoke to the member services lady and she told me that the classes were all booked up! Can you believe it? I was so mad! Here I was waiting for a freaking month with total excitement that I would finally be able to meet some other parents, and I had lost my opportunity! So, needless to say I asked to be put on the waiting list for every class. But I had forgotten the home phone number, so I gave them the only one I know in this country - Simon's work number. His office mate and her phone answering skills leave a lot to be desired, so I decided to go back today and update my contact info with the home phone. I spoke to another person this time, and you know what the saying goes.... ask 3 Royal Commonwealth Pool employees the same question and get 3 different answers....
This woman told me that there was a Wednesday class with open slots! Well, hot diggity - my prayers have been answered! I told her to sign me up, so she swiped my Bank of Scotland debit card (It's nice to show people that no, I'm not on holiday, I actually live here!) and enrolled us. Then I take a look at the receipt and noticed that it said "baby and parent swim class 2-3." I asked here if that meant 2-3 year olds. Well, apparently taking toddlers to the pool isn't as popular as taking infants, and the RCP lady didn't notice it on her computer. So, after nearly having a heart attack with excitement, I'm back to waiting on the stupid list. The crappy thing is that they can't even let me in the class on stand-by if nobody shows up. The people actually have to call and cancel to get a refund if they don't want to take the class. So, it sounds like the waiting list is more of a formality than an actual tool to let people in the class. I'm thinking about just showing up and talking to the instructor and schoozing a bit to see if she'll let me hop in the pool if people don't come and don't formally drop the class.
So, we'll see if I get a call when classes start up in a week and a half....

1 comment:

Super Babe said...

I'm sorry about the whole ordeal with the swimming classes. Hopefully a spot will open soon -- and well, we'll go visit you before we know it!

I really laughed with "It's nice to show people that no, I'm not on holiday, I actually live here"... I TOTALLY feel the same way when we go out! It's my subtle way of saying "yes, I know I'm a dumb non-German-speaker-nor-National but American-speaking-Mexican but I live here!" :)

And if you wonder why you can't really see my blog from the "super babe" link is because I'm signed in with my "other" gmail address -- BUT you have been officially linked to my blog! :)