To get you completely caught up on my time here in London
we'll need to rewind a couple of weeks.
Let's go back to the weekend where Danny proceeded to work some
highlight magic on my hair. Did I
mention how amazing he was? I
still can't get over how much better life is as a blonde. My Aunt Bailey taught me early in life
that it's better to err on the side of too blonde than not blonde enough, and
boy have I taken that sentiment to heart, especially after being stuck in the
dregs of almost blonde the last few months. Make all the blonde jokes you want, I'll just keep on
smiling and having more fun. As
Dolly Parton said, "I'm not offended by all the dumb blonde jokes because
I know I'm not dumb, and I also know I'm not blonde." I personally like to contest that last
little bit, but I digress.
You'd think starting the week on such a high note might lead
to a tad bit of disappointment, but I can happily report that things only
continued to get better here in West Kensington. Ann and I got a new washing machine, our Internet was
FINALLY connected, we had a lazy Saturday morning shopping session, and we had
a fun girls' night out, which I'll tell y'all all about later. Oh, and I celebrated my one-month
anniversary of moving to London.
Sounds like a pretty successful week to me.
While I did spend the majority of the week at work (what can
I say, life isn't all roses), I did get to enjoy spending time outside the
office with some of my coworkers and friends. Since we don't get to spend the day gabbing, it's sometimes
nice to get everyone together after work for a quick drink to catch-up and
decompress a little. We have
several pubs around our office that we like to frequent. There is Ye Olde Chesire Cheese,
affectionately known as The Cheese, which, besides being in close proximity to
the office, also happens to be one of the oldest pubs in London. Opened in 1538, The Cheese managed to
survive the Great Fire, allowing it to play host to literary greats such as
Mark Twain, Charles Dickens, Lord Alfred Tennyson, and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle,
to name a few. We also make
regular visits to several other local pubs, but none quite as famous or as
interesting as The Cheese.
Besides having a drink or two with friends at the pub after
work, I also try to make time to run and stay active. I get so fidgety and restless after
being stuck at my desk all day that not much sounds better than taking a nice,
long run after getting home from work.
Running has given me the opportunity to explore more of our neighborhood
and several nearby parks the last couple of weeks. I'm not looking forward to the weather getting colder; I'll
have to join a gym and find other ways to channel all of my extra energy. Cooped up Caitlin is not the most magical being one can encounter.
The last few weeks I've also gotten to play in a couple of
indoor softball games. Two friends
from work helped form a team before I arrived in London and invited me to play
with them. It's been a great
opportunity to get back into team sports and meet some new people.
Now, back to that girls' night I mentioned earlier. After spending Saturday morning
decompressing, Ann and I were able to get out and have a little fun! We went to Bistro Benito, the great
little Italian place I told you about last blog, for dinner. We met two Australian women, a mother
and daughter, who we happened to be seated next to. They overheard us talking, and curious about our accents and
food choices, they struck up a conversation. As it happens our southern accents tricked them into
thinking we might be Australian too.
They didn't think we were from the US because we didn't have the nasally
accent of those people from up north!
I, for one, was flattered, especially since I usually get asked if I'm
Canadian. If the British assume
you're from anywhere in North America they guess that you're Canadian first
because apparently the Canadians get offended if you accuse them of being
American. I typically laugh rather
than get offended when they ask if I'm Canadian, so clearly their little
guessing game is working.
Anyway,
after we finished eating our delicious dinner and chatting with our new
friends, we rushed off to our next destination: the Kelly Clarkson concert! I've always loved singing along to Kelly Clarkson's songs,
but I've never really considered myself to be a big Kelly Clarkson fan. She wasn't someone I ever thought of
paying to see, but when Ann asked if I'd like to go it sounded like a fun night
out. I'm so glad I bought a ticket
because it just so happens that she puts on one hell of a show. She has this incredibly raw talent that
doesn't require constant auto-tune or a huge production. Instead of keeping the audience
interested in her show by constantly changing sets and costumes, she kept us
interested by belting out all of her biggest hits. It was great getting to enjoy all of our favorite songs and spend the night singing and dancing along! I forgot just how long she has been in the music business
(she won American Idol ten years ago!) and how many great songs she has
released over the years!
This past weekend was a little less interesting. My immune system decided it wanted to
play games this week so I ended up spending most of the weekend in bed trying
to recuperate. I blame public
transportation, constant human contact, and an immune system that seems to
enjoy keeping me in bed for my illness, but thanks to a lot of OJ, a warm, cozy
bed, and a round of antibiotics I'm already on my way to feeling better. There is too much fun to be had and
places to be explored for me to spend any more time than is absolutely
necessary sick in bed!
Just a quick aside before I wrap this up. If you're looking for a good movie to
see I highly recommend The Perks of Being
a Wallflower. I fell in love
with the book in high school and was excited/nervous to see it translated to
the big screen. Sometimes
books you love have a habit of becoming films you hate, but in this instance
that was decidedly not the case.
The author of the book, Stephen Chbosky, wrote the screenplay and
directed the film, so I felt pretty assured that I was in good hands, and he did
not disappoint! The story was just as touching on screen and possibly more impactful than the novel I first read almost ten years ago (I can't believe I'm old enough to date stuff like that now). Along that same vein, if you have any film
or book suggestions please send them my way. And, if you're looking for a good book I recently finished The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern,
which I thoroughly enjoyed and highly recommend, and I am currently reading A Game of Thrones, the first book in the
A Song of Fire and Ice series by
George R. R. Martin, which has been a great addition to my morning and evening
commute.
I think that about covers all of the big events leading up
to now. They say the older you get
the faster time moves, but this is just getting ridiculous. Time must be moving at warp speed
because I feel like I've been here for a week or two at the most. If I didn't have a lot of fun to show
for the last five or six weeks I might be pretty upset, but luckily for myself,
and all of you, I've been pretty busy since I got to town. I have a pretty busy concert/travel
schedule for the next little bit, so I hope to have more subject matter to
delve into over the next few weeks!
Thanks for taking the time to read my ramblings; I hope you enjoy
reading about my adventures as much as I enjoy writing about them!
Caitlin