Beginnings

On the off chance that I keep sending emails to people who don't want them, I'm going to switch to blogs.
I'm sumarize the beginning of my trip for those who may have missed it:
Got into London with no problems. The hostel we stayed at was fine, minus the incredibly loud techno dance club on the first floor and our chainsaw snoring roommate. One of our roommates was Kelly, who we quickly made our friend. BUNAC is no help in finding jobs or housing so we did it all on our own. I wanted to find a job close to where I lived, so I decided to find a home first. After many scary flat viewings, we viewed one in Willesden Green that seemes doable. Kelly, Frank, Joe, and I now agree that we probably rushed into singing a lease, but we're happy enough. The rooms are rather cell-like and we share three bathrooms and kitchens with about ten other people that also live in the house. There's housekeeping for the communal areas that supposedly comes twice a week. Its very much like dorm life.
Found a job at Starbucks that isn't going as well as I wanted it to. I'm trying to be optimistic, but its pretty terrible so far. Keeping my fingers crossed.
So I have a job and a roof over my head. What else could a girl want? Museums.