So my Olympus Mju-700 died on my third day in London. My fun plan to travel-blog and picture-whore is buggered. Now is mad scramble to email/msn/text the relevant persons back home to help me dig out the warranty card and find out IF I really do still have one. Aiya this is really not an "ong" start to my great big adventure. Thank goodness I have quite a few good friends around (already!) to help drown the sorrows and numb the pain.
I've found myself a room up north in Southgate, about 30 minutes from central London. YC will be helping me move my remaining stuff there later when she's back. The adorable Si was a darling in accompanying me do auntifying household-shopping last night, so tonight I'll only need to buy items that I missed out. Which is quite a lot actually. Dammit, does brain capacity decreases parallel to gravitational pull once I haul ass up the northern hemisphere? I really like my room, nehmind that fact it's converted from a living room and has no windows. A teeny-weeny bit stuffy now but I'd be thankful once winter comes! The neighbourhood is wonderful as well. I'll be staying with 2 other Malaysian girls, a Hong Kong girl and a British guy. We shall see what kinda interesting stories unfold at home from now, but so far I've got only the nicest things to say about them. And my bed... ooooooh my bed... very very very comfy. And I'm not saying this because I've slept on the floor in a sleeping bag for almost a week. Honest.
I baked yesterday and cooked lunch today. This is always the case, innit, never wanna learn anything about preparing food back home and get thrown into the deep end once you're in a foreign place and eating out costs a bomb. Thankfully my first solo cooking mission went quite well. The recipients were mopping all the gravy clean with bread slices. Wah, such a purr-worthy ego-stroking session. Makes me want to stay longer just to cook and not look for a proper job... but alas, cannot.
I've found myself a room up north in Southgate, about 30 minutes from central London. YC will be helping me move my remaining stuff there later when she's back. The adorable Si was a darling in accompanying me do auntifying household-shopping last night, so tonight I'll only need to buy items that I missed out. Which is quite a lot actually. Dammit, does brain capacity decreases parallel to gravitational pull once I haul ass up the northern hemisphere? I really like my room, nehmind that fact it's converted from a living room and has no windows. A teeny-weeny bit stuffy now but I'd be thankful once winter comes! The neighbourhood is wonderful as well. I'll be staying with 2 other Malaysian girls, a Hong Kong girl and a British guy. We shall see what kinda interesting stories unfold at home from now, but so far I've got only the nicest things to say about them. And my bed... ooooooh my bed... very very very comfy. And I'm not saying this because I've slept on the floor in a sleeping bag for almost a week. Honest.
I baked yesterday and cooked lunch today. This is always the case, innit, never wanna learn anything about preparing food back home and get thrown into the deep end once you're in a foreign place and eating out costs a bomb. Thankfully my first solo cooking mission went quite well. The recipients were mopping all the gravy clean with bread slices. Wah, such a purr-worthy ego-stroking session. Makes me want to stay longer just to cook and not look for a proper job... but alas, cannot.
0 comments:
Post a Comment