My first post! No idea who will be reading this: I wouldn't if I wasn't writing it.
Well I'm now in Pimlico in my little room trying to get my head around blogging. I'm new to this, so it may be pretty crap.
uniquely, I'm an Australian in London (that is typed with heavy sarcasm). So while I like to think of myself as interesting I'm not really. I live with another Australian (you see my point) and a French girl. Both lawyers. Both nice, both tidy. Which is all you really need in a housemate.
My 'flat' or apartment, is one of those fab London townhouse looking places with the big windows, little terraces you climb through a window to get to and a 'mews' area out the back.
So there you go. exciting post huh?
OK I'll try to spice it up. Went to an international picnic yesterday. Meeting of couchsurfers. For those who are going 'huh?': don't worry you're not alone. I didn't know what it was either. Which did lead to ridicule but how was I to know?? So anyway it is a means of getting accommodation for free - you could say sophisticated sponging. But that would imply they are all tight nasty people, which they aren't. They just seem to have found a means to a cheap end. (and in some cases I'm guessing you could take that literally).
So it works like this: get on the website, post a profile, look for a person offering their 'couch' (insert I guess anything from floor to spare bed, to sharing bed, to couch...) and hey presto, you get a place to crash in a new country of your choice for around 2 weeks. That seems the polite allowable length of time to stay - 2 weeks. I think anything over that is considered a bit presumptuous.
So there I was in Hyde Park, miracuously in amazingly hot sunshine (yes it does get sunny in England) with lots of people from all over the place. And in the midst who did I meet? Another girl from Adelaide. A girl who had the same hair cut and everyone seemed to think looked like me as well. I did explain that that would be because all Adelaide girls look the same and we are given the same hair cut before being allowed out into the world but no one believed me. Guess even for Adelaide that seemed a little far fetched.
I'm now hoping for another sunny weekend. Another relaxing sunny weekend so I can do some planting in the terrace pots here. (yes I'm last of the rock chicks).
Meantime, tomorrow night is salsa. Finally, finally after all these years of wanting to learn to salsa, I'm learning. So much fun. All men should learn, all women should get the chance to dance with a guy who knows how to salsa properly. that's all I'm going to say on the matter!
till next post
M