Nottinghill ?

Looking for flats has proven itself to be quite the undertaking. after yesterday's long and disappointing day we were left quite tired and quite upset with the results of our endeavors. But this morning as the sun popped through the gray clouds a different story was held. the first thing was scheduled appointments with landlords. we had one in notthinghill, one on craven road, and three more later in the afternoon. the first was a shared room £125 /w and the location was none other than Nottinghill. Clanricarde Rd. to be exact (four blocks from Notthinghill gate which all should recognize from the film). Clanricarde was our paradise. ten times better than what was offered the day before and the most for our money considering the location. the flat's no bigger than a dorm room but includes a full kitchen (so it's small, really small) and is on the ground floor (quite appealing considering the staircases here have proven to be much longer and rickety than in the states). the best yet was that our friend stacy (who we met earlier in our stay) can stay on the top floor of the same building-

at last a home! now onto finding jobs. keep this part in your prayers as it is difficult to find jobs here in the uk (as it is everywhere really). i had an interview today for a two week position that paid £1o/h (which is $20 in the states). tomorrow i interview with starbucks at 1, will try to woo them with my extensive coffee knowledge/powress.

in other news: london is amazing, though extravagent (just like everyone told me it would be). we are doing super well on maintaining our wits about us. we may even be considered true brits b/c once we have been asked directions and were able to give them, then we met a man on the bus and then saw him almost two days later in a completely different neighborhood, we have been mooned on the tube, and can say "loo" "quid" and "trousers" without a second thought. i may be even gaining an accent. love it!

kisses to all of you. i miss you terribly,
m.

sleeping on the tube

yesterday spent time in brighton england. a truly enchanting city.

will try to upload pictures soon. am extremely exhausted. much love to you all.

A foggy day in London Town

we are finally here.

i have only a few minutes and so i will be brief. love love love london. cannot get enough of this town but i love it. the beauty of old meets new is so enchanting i want to hang my coat up and stay awhile. full few days ahead and then a weekend trip to brighton for a bank holiday and with the purpose to find a place to live and work, though we are still working that stuff out. i am staying at wakeup London! and it's a simple place full of people like casey and i . rained all day yesterday and now the sun is peeping through the clouds and it's looking beautiful out.

if you have received my emails then you already know that we visited kensington gardens/palace yesterday. it was so lovely. also there was hyde park, the orangery, the sanitarium, statues of queen victoria, and this lovely fountain memorial to princess diana.

i cannot believe i am here. it's still all very new and exciting. the xanga will be updated but rarely. the free access cafe' denies me access to it each time i try to login. but i am sure i will find a place that will allow me to check it.

cheers!

my orange polka dotted umbrella is missing

it's raining and i'm caught up again in the romance of this day. i have become engrossed in a novel and had thoughts to remark on my perculiarity.

par exemple: (that's french )
i laugh out loud. look around to see if anyone is watching me. get teary eyed. am sucked in, sigh out loud. i have to put the book down to grapple with reality (usually in 5 minute spans). get excited. dance around. usually end up falling asleep at least once to the rhythm of dancing words on a page. i am silly really with all of it.

yesterday i admitted to spying on people out loud. i'm not creepy about it. i just am intrigued so i listen in on conversations. get absorbed in their lives. i think lindsey t. understands this.

also got caught up in pummill hall while the storm was going on. this was the first time i have been in academia while storming. i kept my cool regardless of the shivers that kept going down my spine with the thunder. thank God Nicole let us take refuge in her wonderful home/apartment. i think she's lovely. we watched the hallmark channel and talked about poetry, novelists, and cheesy movies. we have a date tonight to watch broken flowers.
in other news: my mom told me that she's moving away from the home we grew up in. bittersweet. but good. she's needs to get away. closer to good hospitals and em can grow up somewhere far away from the small mindedness of perry mo. i enjoyed my home. i enjoyed my childhood (for the most part). but what is more i enjoy my family and what makes them happier makes them stronger. they need to feel happiness. it's been way too long.




currently reading (and caught up in): The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger

currently listening : elliot smith

currently drinking : honey latte