I take the Tube every day and it's SO expensive - 28 pounds for a weekly card, which amounts to about $56 a week - aie, it hurts to even think about it. On the other hand, London is huge and the public transportation system here is great. Given the size of the city, it's surprising how easily you can get to anywhere you want, so the cost is fairly justified. Still, I have to force myself to not convert from pounds to dollars, because the thought of paying $8 a day to take two tube rides makes me nauseous.....almost as nauseous as my memory of paying $14 for a slice of cold, congealed quiche with an undressed side salad yesterday, but I'm trying to repress thoughts of London's horribly disappointing food.
The tube is eating my soul
I get immense pleasure out of seeing my room clean.
Welcome to my home!My favorite part:
Mmmm...clothes. I loved going through my wardrobe in Chicago and picking out my favorite things to bring here, and I already found great stuff while shopping sporadically over the past two weeks. London has tons of good clothes that are relatively inexpensive - I think it's because all young women here dress with some sort of personal style in mind; it's wonderful. Being here is so visually refreshing....if only it would stop raining all. the. time.
bacon and mayonnaise, bacon and mayonnaise, bacon and mayonnaise...
British food actually is terrible! Apparently pasta with chicken and tomato sauce means pasta with chicken, tomato sauce, and mayonnaise. A sandwich with sundried tomato and mozzarella spread is actually wheat bread, a heap of mayonnaise and minimal mozzarella and sundried tomato bits. The grilled chicken BLT sandwich (that sounds amazing) ends up being flat bread slathered in mayonnaise and shredded romaine lettuce, topped with a hardboiled egg, unseasoned chicken, and massive amounts of bacon. I cannot believe this is the standard - high five America, you are still superior in one department.
Augh! I'd give anything to taste something savory right now.
Out with the old, in with the new.
Goodbye Hyde Park, The University of Chicago, ORCSA, and everything else I've been up to for the past 4 years...
....and my kitties, who are now the size of beach balls...such comfort eaters. No more being a homebody, eating mom's cooking, watching Weeds hour after hour, or going to sleep at 10pm...
Mmmm. Not homesick, just appreciative of my past two months.
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