Well after nearly two months of searching, I have finally achieved my goal of becoming an employee! And three days into the new job...the blues have well and truly set in...I don’t want to be an employee after all!
With the stresses of the job hunt gone (for now), travelling is back on the agenda. First stop, a weekend in Amsterdam! Having decided to go on the day, I boarded another beloved overnighter, and got to Amsterdam in a super quick 12 hours! Hard decision, pay 200 pounds to go on the train, or 55 pounds to go on the bus (which drives onto that same train)...hmmm! Amsterdam is an amazing city. Now I am sure you already have some perceptions about exactly what one gets up to in Amsterdam...I say, run with it! In what other city can you walk past vibrator supermarkets, see super hot ladies being sold in red light shop windows and go and make a purchase at a coffee shop that melts you into your chair for the next 8 hours! Another city I can highly recommend!
Life in London is.....I am going to use the word unique! It is a great city, with a great beat to it, but some interesting inhabitants! People here are quite simply nuts! A few clowns short of a circus! Not playing with the full deck of cards! The wheel is spinning, but the mouse is often very much dead! I am sure you get the picture! People work so hard here that it sends them bonkers. Everywhere I walk, people are having conversations with themselves...their voices often operating at high decibels! Often talk is about some guy called Jesus, a guy called Satan, or a guy called Charlie! The classic is when they pretend they are on the phone in the tube...despite it being widely known that the tube has no mobile phone coverage! Being back in an English speaking environment is interesting. From not being able to understand people, but listening anyway and trying to pick out words, now I am suddenly bombarded by chatter all around me...and being England, most of it whinging! I think I preferred the mystery behind peoples mindless banter! No more self satisfaction from succesfully getting by with ten words!
The Tube is a wonderful system for getting around London, but in peak hours...its every man for themselves! Trains are packed so tightly your nose ends up buried in some blokes armpit! Its okay though, he is usually reading a London paper...usually page 3, which is pretty much porn! That’s right, open a London paper to page 3, and you will see Melons, and I am not talking about a Safeway’s fruit and veg specials ad!
Public toilets in London are a cut throat business! Thirty pence to take a slash...so very frustrating when your busting and your 5 pence short! You only go when your busting, I guess sub-consciously you want to get your moneys worth from the experience! Try cheat the system and jump the gate, you will get a tap on the shoulder...mid stream!
Mossy out...
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