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.