so i find myself living in this lovely one bedroom flat, far too empty of furniture (and everything else) for my taste (i am not a minimalist), but lovely notheless.
i cannot help but really enjoy temporarily living in notting hill. i can see the attraction of it - this is the place to have the lifestyle one imagines is right for london, which is only possible when you have a lot of money, and which is therefore most probably not the one i will have.
it's the beauty of it; small streets, small victorian houses, potted flowers, small neighbourhood shops (all pretty and retro), everything so white and clean. this afternoon the weather was glorious and whilst walking back from kensington high street i couldn't help but fall in love with it, green trees, blue skies and old red brick apartment buildings. it's gorgeous.
maybe the only criticism i can make of this is that to me it is not real london; real london is mess, chaos, traffic, dirtiness, and i've learnt to appreciate that. this is a bit of heaven amidst all that, and you can't help but like it because it's what everybody dreams london of being.
so today was spent waiting for a delivery for my brother, and when that was done walking around and buying a few essentials. i now have lush shampoo&conditioner (can't wait to try them out), and a fridge full of berries, plums, yogurt, bagels, cottage cheese and fresh juices. i'm trying to be healthy, you know.
and by the way, my date was sort of anticipated to last night, and i can tell you: it went more than well. i like this guy. we'll see how that goes.
i'm happy to be here.