london day one

well, it finally happened - i made it across the pond - after more than two and a half months of anticipation, procrastination and perspiration, the maiden voyage occurred on sunday night, 30th of november at approximately half past ten in the evening.

got to fly virgin's "premium economy" or, as i like to say, ghetto first class.  it actually wasn't too bad - still got a nice glass of bubbly upon arrival, but no access to that swank bar you pass by as you board the aircraft.  and i didn't even really get to enjoy my bubbly all that much, as my neighbor to my left promptly knocked mine over upon settling into her seat.  "oh well," i thought to myself, "it's kinda like when they christen a new cruise ship for its maiden voyage... breaking a bottle of champers across the bow."

watched "the house bunny" as my movie of choice for the flight over - HILARIOUS - many good lines, too many to quote.  one of my favorites was:

old housemother: "excuse me young lady, but this is NOT a brothel"

house bunny: "oh, i'm not here to make soup."

genius.

arrived in the morning and took a cab to my temporary flat in vauxhall.  not a bad place.. lots of green glass and open spaces.. apparently st. george's wharf caused a bit of a stir when it was built, but honestly, it's like any other new development you'd see in brooklyn etc.

after the grand tour and unpacking, found the nearest gym... oh, which just happens to be one of london's only "exclusively gay" gyms... and, yes, before you get any dirty thoughts, it is indeed a real gym.  (but if you're interested, one of "those" establishments is just next door).

workout felt great - haven't had a chance to really sweat it out for a while, and i think this will be a good temporary gig until my new flat is ready in a few weeks.

a trip to tesco's (or "the tesco," ... or "tesco"... however they say it), a spot of telly and then to bed.  day one, a success.