Today marks my fifth official day in London & I’d like to say that I have adjusted quite well so far. I haven’t yet had a breakdown & don’t even cry when I ring up my mum & dad. That in itself is an indication of the growth I’m already experiencing. Had you told me a year ago that I’d be in London, living independently & immersing myself in the culture, I would have never believed it.

The city is extremely beautiful from the very little of it I have seen so far, & I’m beyond excited to explore more.

Up to the present, London life has been beyond mundane. I’ve gone to Waitrose to get some groceries, successfully rode the Tube (with transfers!), went to Tiger (almost like a Faux Ikea), & have walked up & down Kings Road, a very posh street in Chelsea which is just outside my door. Aside from the obligatory sight seeing, my roommate & I still struggle with our microwave (why don’t they have keypads to punch in your own time?) & we’ve managed to shut off our fridge, which we only discovered when we tried to pour some milk for our tea.

Doing adult things are proving difficult, but I know that it all adds to the experience. Years down the road my roommate & I will look back & laugh at how silly it all is.

On the topic of roommates, my roomie & I have bonded well with the girls across the hall & it’s comforting to know I have a group of girls to share this experience with. One of the concerns that was looming over me leading up to the trip was whether or not I’d get on with my roommate or others around me.

I’d say I lucked out with these lovely gals & cannot wait to experience London with them.

Here’s to many adventures in London on my own & with friends!

Cheers until next time,