Notting Hill

Today I went to the Portobello Road Market in Notting Hill. I love that area in London. Here is a little taste of it.

Lovely London Night

It is always strange meeting new people. It's even stranger when you meet people for the "second time" years later in a foreign country. I am staying at my new friend Brendan's flat here in London. He has been more than accommodating and incredibly kind to me. We met back in high school when we were 16. I was reminded of this yesterday- apparently it escaped me. He was at our mutual friend's house (who I was dating at the time) when I came over baring cereal; Oat Squares to be exact. My boyfriend at the time had never heard of this delicious breakfast treat so I was trying to convert him into a Quaker follower. At least this is what I am told. I only remember Brendan from a Fourth of July party a few years ago. I love that he remembers that 8-year-old story though. I guess I have always tried to shove that blue box down people's throats- figuratively as well as quite literally.

Last night we went to Princess Diana's former favorite Pizzeria in London: Da Mario's. Thanks to Brendan for asking the waiter to take our picture (per my request).

Then we went to a pub! I must admit that it was my first time at one! It was one of those "where in the world am I?" moments. I love that feeling when you can't believe you're standing where you're standing.

Then I dragged Brendan to 500 Days of Summer- cannot get enough of that movie.

It was a lovely London night.

Eat, Pray, Love

"But is it such a bad thing to live like this for just a little while? Just for a few months of one's life, is it so awful to...nap in a garden, in a patch of sunlight, in the middle of the day, right next to your favorite fountain? And then to do it again the next day?"- Eat, Pray, Love

Inspiring

...the inspiration for my travels.

Across the Pond

This is going to be my attempt at blogging. I've decided that I need to document my time here in London and share it with all of you.

I am not entirely sure what I am going to be doing while I am here. More importantly, I don't know what is going to happen or in what way the next few months will impact the rest of my life. I do have faith that my time here is going to be very precious and important. It is a leap of faith in every way, and I know that I will grow from my experiences in this city. As I told my mom before buying my plane ticket, I just feel like I am suppose to be here.

With that said, I will do my best to not be incredibly corny or lame. I'll try. I think I have already failed though.