I'm here
Well, I've been in London for three days now, and I'm already having the time of my life.
Thursday was spent getting settled in and exploring the neighborhood. We're in the RBK&C, which is the richest part of the city. Every second car is a Beemer. I think everyone is going to leave with the impression that the whole city is wealthy.
That night, Deanna and I went down to the river by Big Ben - it's a romantic city, to say the least.
Friday night, though, a group of us went to a pub in a working class neighborhood, and those are more my type of people. Everyone I've met is exceedingly friendly, there's no anti-american sentiment at all. The pub was having karaoke night, and I strongly considered doing it. Those of you who know me know that's out of character, but I figure what the hell. Also, at that point I had 4 Guinesses in me and a couple shots of Courvoisier. I'm the motherfucking P-I-M-P, I guess.
Also at that pub, I managed to get a girl's phone number. Or rather, she gave it to me without my asking. She was cute, but she's 29 and I don't have a phone, so obviously I'm not going to follow up. But it's good for the ego.
Today we had a walking tour of Holland Park and Notting Hill, and went to the markets at Portabello Road. I'm trying to conserve money, but I treated myself to a cigar. No Cuban embargoes here. So tonight I went down to the Thames and sat on the water, smoking it. I met a real nice girl from Belgium and spent a couple hours just talking with her.
Now I'm sittting in my room, drinking a Chocolate Beer. It's...interesting. Tomorrow I'm goign to Trafalgar Square and meeting up with Olga, a girl I haven't seen since High School, so that'll be awesome. NOt sure what we're going to do, but it'll be fun.
Before this trip, I said these 5 weeks are going to determine once and for all if there's any place on this earth other than New York that I could ever live. Well, early returns are in, and I think I could be very happy here.
Thursday was spent getting settled in and exploring the neighborhood. We're in the RBK&C, which is the richest part of the city. Every second car is a Beemer. I think everyone is going to leave with the impression that the whole city is wealthy.
That night, Deanna and I went down to the river by Big Ben - it's a romantic city, to say the least.
Friday night, though, a group of us went to a pub in a working class neighborhood, and those are more my type of people. Everyone I've met is exceedingly friendly, there's no anti-american sentiment at all. The pub was having karaoke night, and I strongly considered doing it. Those of you who know me know that's out of character, but I figure what the hell. Also, at that point I had 4 Guinesses in me and a couple shots of Courvoisier. I'm the motherfucking P-I-M-P, I guess.
Also at that pub, I managed to get a girl's phone number. Or rather, she gave it to me without my asking. She was cute, but she's 29 and I don't have a phone, so obviously I'm not going to follow up. But it's good for the ego.
Today we had a walking tour of Holland Park and Notting Hill, and went to the markets at Portabello Road. I'm trying to conserve money, but I treated myself to a cigar. No Cuban embargoes here. So tonight I went down to the Thames and sat on the water, smoking it. I met a real nice girl from Belgium and spent a couple hours just talking with her.
Now I'm sittting in my room, drinking a Chocolate Beer. It's...interesting. Tomorrow I'm goign to Trafalgar Square and meeting up with Olga, a girl I haven't seen since High School, so that'll be awesome. NOt sure what we're going to do, but it'll be fun.
Before this trip, I said these 5 weeks are going to determine once and for all if there's any place on this earth other than New York that I could ever live. Well, early returns are in, and I think I could be very happy here.
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