Yes, it is true. I am finally in London. I arrived on Tuesday night after about 24 hours of flying (a 7-hour layover in Korea is not as fun as it sounds). Then I took on the Herculean effort of getting my sizable luggage to my lodging on the tube. Frankly, I think I am going to have to stay in the UK forever for the sole reason that I never want to drag luggage anywhere again...especially on the tube during rush hour. But I made it. Oh, I made it!
So why has it taken me so long to post? Well, come to find out the wireless at the place I'm staying doesn't work...well, it works just not for me. So frustrating. I didn't realize how dependent on the world wide web I truly was until this week. I need my e-mail. I need to talk to my family on the webcam. I need to read my blogs. I've had the shakes all week going through withdrawals. But I am trying to come up with some sort of solution, cause I can't go on like this much longer.
But believe me, I have been keeping myself distracted. What do the ubiquitous they say? "If you're bored with London, then you're bored with life." Armed with my perfect London playlist on my iPod, I've hit the streets and explored. Sometimes I catch my reflection in a store window and realize that I'm smiling for no apparent reason. Looks like somebody has a crush.
In addition to some housekeeping items I've had to attend to (like getting a cell phone, groceries, a tube pass, etc.), I have had some serious fun. The biggest highlight was on Thursday night. I've been a MIKA fan for a while now, so I was completely stoked when I found out the last concert of his 19-month tour was going to be in London a couple days after I got into town. But to my utter disappointment, it was completely sold out. I took it as a bad omen. How could I possibly have a memorable stay if it doesn't start with MIKA? So I began my quest for a ticket. After a couple of dead ends on Gumtree (London's version of Craig's List), I finally found a ticket. A girl was selling a single ticket because her sister broke her leg and could not go AND she was selling it below face value. Hurrah! I like to call it the Miracle of the Broken Leg by the Holy Sister of No Grace.
At first, I was a little nervous. I've never been to a concert by myself before. But I felt like if I could do this, then I could do this whole crazy London thing on my own. I went, and as if knowing my fears, MIKA opened his concert with the wise counsel, "Relax, take it easy..." You know, I think everything is going to be just fine.
Thank you, MIKA. Your concert completely rocked my world.
PS-I got my tailor-made clothes the day I left Hong Kong. I'm still working on the pics, but I will definitely show you the fashion show when I am done. But overall, I'm really happy.