sicily

off to sicily for a week, flying to palermo tomorrow afternoon. ill be meeting my sister there. the plan is to hop around the island as much as we can... although we don't really have a plan.

tidy up?

i was on the tube the other day and i was thinking "if a bomb goes off on this train and i never make it outside this tunnel, someone will have to deal with the mess i left my place in today". just a (stupid) thought. need a holiday maybe.

august day

i have now been in london for 5 years (since yesterday actually).

i left france telling my parents i wanted to travel a bit, i didnt tell them much actually, probably that i wanted to get a job or something... i was kinda vague. i didnt really know myself. i think somehow my mum knew i wouldn't be back though. i didn't know. didn't know anyone in london, didn't know the city. i had no clue. my friends were quite impressed, they thought i was "brave", thats the word they used. but to me it was a necessary move. i was bored . my life was becoming suffocating.

it felt pretty exciting booking a single eurostar ticket... discovering london, exhilarating. i did all kinds of jobs when i first arrived, mainly the kinds that pay peanuts but i always remember my first few months in london with fondness.

today london is where my life is. 5 years being a fifth of my age; does that make me a fifth british?!?