So, it has started. I live in London.
It's huge. It's loud. It's busy. It has a whole magazine dedicated to the events happening here (I LOVE TimeOut). It's just what I wanted.
It's so much different than being here as a tourist, though. I'm exhausted all the time. Normally, I would return home after a week of this kind of life and get some well-needed rest. But this time around, I just have to keep on going. One of the reasons why I'm so tired is because I'm too cheap to pay for the tube, so I take the bus to the university and back every day, eagerly awaiting the day when my student tube card comes in the mail. Don't judge me. It's so much cheaper to take the bus and the station is a two minute walk away from home, as opposed to five minutes from the tube station. Plus, money not spent means more money for trips, food... and more food.
Everywhere else, though, I have to walk. I think I have walked more in the past week than in the past three months altogether. No kidding. This is how I find beautiful houses and parks that I never would have seen if I took the tube.
I see interesting fauna too. Yesterday, I saw a squirrel crossing the street, and a goat munching on a tree branch. All that on my way to ''work''.
What am I here for? I'm doing research for my master's thesis at the UCL School of Pharmacy and using the rest of my time here the best I can. Which, on most days, consists of coming home around 7.30pm and staying in because I'm so tired. But, fear not! I have bought tickets for more than 10 shows - gigs, ballets and musicals that I'm going to in the next few months. That's a good thing, because right now I have absolutely no time - or desire - to search for cheap tickets. Which is exactly what I had anticipated.
So far I've only been to places that I was either required to go to (the UCL Portico, for example), or had to go to in order to put myself in a good mood (yes, I'm talking about Oxford Street). Other destinations will have to wait until I get the discounted tube card. Sorry, London. You're too expensive.
I stumbled upon King's Cross yesterday while walking to a McDonald's to have a really quick lunch. I just looked at it and thought: I have no time to deal with this right now. I need to eat.
My priorities have, understandably, changed. It's really cool to have King's Cross a five minute walk away from where I work, but it's not like that means I'll visit it any more often.
If there's any readers out there who would like to meet for a, say, cupcake, let me know! I literally don't know anyone here. Well, except my roommates now, but we live together, so what are the chances we'll ever go out together as well?
Cheerio, until next time!