Some of you have complained that I haven’t written anything in a while. Well that’s because I was waiting - we were waiting - for our visas with bated breath. But they have arrived so we’re going!
Actually I am writing this from Hampstead in London, one of the two places we’re considering moving to. Sue checked out the schools here in Hampstead and also in St Johns Wood. Now I am out here for a week to see if I can figure out which of those two places I prefer.
What I’ve discovered while being out here alone is that: I AM ALONE! That’s not necessarily bad but I am used to being with Sue who has everything planned, big picture in her head, routes all figured out, every day knowing what to do and where to do it. Here I am alone, jet-lagged beyond belief, and clueless in the … OH MY GOD! See?
Take yesterday, when I arrived at 10:30 in the morning. I dragged my sorry ass to the Heathrow Express thinking how great it was not to be clueless, how easily I found it, and how I knew exactly what was going on. Then I got to the TUBE station at …
You know, I just deleted the above paragraph because it was too long and boring. Just imagine going back and forth on the tube, lugging your luggage and laptop, getting really close to your destination and then turning around and going in the opposite direction for a while, and then repeat that a few times. That’s what I went through to get to my hotel. Kinda reminds me of the time Sue was in labor with Jason, and I drove really really fast in the opposite direction of the hospital where she was waiting for me. I swear I didn’t do it on purpose.
Right now I am in Starbucks. I am grateful that they have reliable networking. My little hotel does not. Something is wrong with their wireless configuration and they won’t let me take a look. I am going to keep pressing because coming to Starbucks in the UK seems kinda weird, since I travelled eight time zones for that privilege. There are lots of families rolling around kids in their strollers, sometimes double strollers. I felt most at home when I saw two kids chasing each other, on scooters, one crying, the other trying to beat him up, and two parents dragging them apart kicking and screaming. Reminded me of my two darlings … just kidding … sort of.
I meet with letting agents tomorrow. Typical that I would book a trip during a “Bank Holiday” which is today. I wonder if it just coincides with our memorial day weekend? Anyway, let’s just hope I come home with a permanent address, shall we?
Yes we could all use a little ‘Sue’ in our lives - to sort us out. It’s all in the genes, and we don’t have them :-(
Well, I have my own “Sue-like” companion and let’s just say that without her, I’d have trouble finding my pants. BTW, do you have any idea how tiring it is to move 4000 lbs of rubber bark? I do.
Hey JP - my daughter spent a semester “studying” in England, so if you need info on what pubs to visit (I guess that is where she did all her studying…), let me know! Good luck! Rick