A week in London, and a years worth of perspective.

By On November 9, 2006 · 2 Comments

Nobody is healthy in London, nobody can be.
Jane Austin

I’d decided that I had become decidely morose in the time before my birthday, seeing only the grey empty sky of winter descending upon the landscape around me, filling me with a listless feeling that was becoming very demotivating. Strangely enough – or not – everyone around me at this time seemed to be going through the same thing. It was either something in the water, or something with the weather, or a government conspiracy. I wasn’t sure which, but I knew it was time to cut and run for a while, and head to London to see the boys; I figured a change of scenery could only be a good thing at this point.

There is something special about London town. From the moment you arrive you can feel it, this is a city that likes to live life large, and live it fast. It’s all about having as much fun as you can afford while avoiding becoming a party casuality, because noone likes the guy who can’t hold his beer! It was exactly what I needed; that and some friends who weren’t part of my day to day Amsterdam world. In that way I could really get some distance between me and the soap opera reality that I felt like I was stuck in.

Whatever my expectations were, being here is a whole lot better. There is an excitement that is always part of this city for me. London feels larger than life when you rediscover it after a time away. It’s pure opulence, and debuachery, and hustle and bustle all rolled into a big pill that hurts to swallow, but makes you feel so good after you do. I’ve spent most of the week so far being out with different groups of people, reviving old friendships with close and not-so-close friends. I’d forgotten how good it was to spend time with the Aussie London boys too. Pete’s place where I’m staying is just one big boys entertainment center; cable TV, computer games, more dvd’s than a rental store, and lots of music!

So it’s while I’ve been on the underground travelling between places that I’ve done most of my thinking about what I’m doing and why I feel so lethargic at home. And I think I’ve worked out what it is, but Pete’s just come home, so I guess I’ll pick this story up tomorrow!

Padwanna!

Creative Commons License
The A week in London, and a years worth of perspective. by Mentalechoes, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
 
If you enjoyed this article, please consider sharing it!
Reddit Facebook Twitter Delicious StumbleUpon Digg
  • pippi

    He Padwanna,

    Are you back in town? Did you allready have your birthdayparty?
    I had one experienz in london in the eighties, i stayed there for two weeks unfortunately the ira was very active then, and that was a bit scary. I’m more into the southern mentality like Barca, it has to do a lot with the nice people and the relaxed atmosphere, and for sure the nice wetter helps. I try to send you an anonymous e-mail but i failed. That leaves me two options either reveal my identity and ask my friend for your adresse, so i can send you a special pippi langkous gift. Or i send you my e-mail adresse so you can sent me your home adresse, mmmmmmmm i don’t know. Here is a nice movie tip ” scoop ” by Woody allen, good dialoques, fun story and good acting.
    Following the Dutch political campaigns do you? What do you think about our political system or does it not interest you? Oke Padwanna have a good week, talk to you soon groetjes Pppi

  • Padwanna

    Hi Pip,

    Yes I’m back now, but I don’t think I will organising anything for my birthday now, after the way life has gone since I got back. I think I’ll wait for a bit and just throw a party at my place at some point just for the hell of it.

    LoL :) Ahh the delimma of what to do with contacting me! :) You know the best way to send an anonymous email is just to make a new account with yahoo or gmail, something one off and disposable, which you write to me from. And which I will reply to. That way you can keep your name secret and you can still get my address from me. I’ve done this in years gone by when I was having some fun with those Nigerian bank scams and I wanted to keep my actual identity secret.

    Yes the dutch elections are coming up fast. I’m not allowed to vote – no surprise there – but I will following who gets in, because it will affect the immigration policies I’m sure. I’m all interested in knowing how it goes to see how hard it will be for me to get a passport! :)

    Take care Pip and hope to get something from you soon! :)

Set your Twitter account name in your settings to use the TwitterBar Section.