The warmth embraces us as we step in from the cool winter's air. We make our way to the counter, and our eyes shift to gaze at the options. I'm not really looking; I know what I want. I try not to be seduced by the array of cakes and pastries staring at us from… Continue reading Day 17: The Coffee Shop
After a morning of moping and reflecting, I dragged myself out of bed, showered, put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and a little bit of lipstick and ventured into town. It's amazing what a "bit gip" can do.
When I woke this morning, from a restless sleep, I couldn't decide whether I felt nervous or excited about my day trip to the City. I was tired and irritable, and it was stupidly hot in our apartment.
This morning I feel shellshocked. Don't panic, it's nothing serious, I'm just a Stateside alien struggling to adapt to life across the pond. My day started with a barrage of phone calls I needed to make to cancel forgotten direct debits and payments coming out of my UK bank account. When leaving one country for another,… Continue reading Stateside Alien
My Story. In about six weeks from today, I plan to be making the move Stateside. This isn't my first big move, although it is my first move abroad. About ten years ago I packed a suitcase or two and bundled down from the good old Northern British city of Newcastle to explore the bright lights… Continue reading Expat Eyes – This time feels different
The varied delights of Angel, London.