Hi from England.
I've arrived safe and sound, though the first two days I had trouble keeping my eyes open. The flight wasn't bad, it was non-stop and took a mere 10 and a half hours, just enough time to watch Pirates of the Caribbean, that dog movie with Molly Shannon, eat plane food, and pretend like I could sleep on plane.
The flat is big, 2 bedrooms and a kitchen/living area, it came furnished with 2 love seats and a small washer. Washer meaning washing machine. One of the benefits of having no long term memory is that it's apparently really easy for me to replace American words with English. So far I don't think twice when saying post code or cinema (instead of movie theatre) and now I get to put washer down on the list.
We live right next to a metro station, literally right next it (the real reason why we can afford a two bedroom). It's only a 7 minut ride to the city centre, which isn't bad. The city is big, not like LA or new york big, but there's basically everything you need here, three shopping centers, all the famous English shops like Marks and Spencers and H&M (half of the tops there are A-lined, interesting ...). There's even a 'chinatown' which basically means a block with 5 or so restaurants and two small shops.
And now it's time for me to go job hunting, and after that, home. My umbrella is in the other coat, so I hope it's not raining.
Our kitchen/living room. Notice the couch is facing the 'fireplace,' which is of course not a real fireplace, but a gas heater that's surrounded by plaster painted (but not very well) to look like mahogany.
Duracell bunny.
art?
art?
