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Greetings and Hi de ho…

Week three of London. The weather, still bites, but you know. You make do with what you got. After if-ing and ahh-ing about whether or not I should venture out on Saturday, because of the lovely weather, Christina and I bravely ventured out after lunch. We headed for the ever famous Portobello Markets in Notting Hill. I was so syked, I get to see where they shot Notting Hill. I was experiencing flaskbacks of Julia Roberts standing in front of Hugh Grant,

“I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy. Asking him to lover her…”

Was repeating itself over and over again in my head. After a log bus ride there we finally arrived. We walked up and down, to no avail. Finally we asked and I was devastated to find out that not only does the famous Travel Bookshop NOT EXIST. They had three locations to shoot the one scene. It totally killed it for me. We got to stand in front of the blue door, which is now black. Needless to say I felt a little jipped by the experience, but oh well… HOLLYWOOD right?

After we headed home, cooked dinner and got ready to go out. My first night out in London. Christina and I met with a couple of her Italian friends and we ended up at a club in Camden. The music wasn’t bad, and it was a pretty good couple of hours. The trek home was an experience to remember. There was no direct buses back to our end of London…of course. So after a lot of walking trying to look for a suitable bus stop to get us home, we finally got there. We arrived just before 3am.

Sunday was spent reading and pretty much just bumming out. I had a migraine so I was trying to sleep it off. That evening I went to Hillsong London which was pretty cool. It made me miss my IPOD more because I didn’t have access to my Hillsong stuff.

Monday turned out to be a GARFIELD ‘I hate Mondays’ day. The interview sort of flopped. They were after someone with UK experience, blah blah. The second interview decided to postpone it half an hour before it started…I was so NOT happy!

I quickly went home, got changed, and tried to make it for the 5:30pm Mass at Westminister Cathedral. I barely made it. Afterwards I went to Ate Fe and Kuya Dodie’s for my mail. Where I was fed and sent home with a full tummy.

Today was laundry day. So that pretty much killed my morning, but its always good to have clean clothes…hehe…This afternoon I’ve gone back to job hunting and so forth. I’ll be looking at a flat in Chelsea this afternoon, so we’ll see.

Anyways, that’s about it for me. Hope everyone is well. Peace out! Nanu nanu!