London you failed me!

London I wanted to love you. I wanted you to be fun, and I especially wanted to prove my boyfriend wrong. But it seems that it is not going to be possible.


You do have a lot to offer, don't get me wrong. The picturesque and colorful mews, the abundance of flowers all over your buildings, the fruit and vegetable markets all along Portobello Road, the cute little antique shops, and the beautiful Holland Park. Yes Hyde Park is cool too, but I really love the little Japanese Pond at Holland Park.

But when the sun goes down, what I am supposed to do? I am only 26, I have needs.

I need to be able to have a drink in a cool bar, but I was denied entry  in both bars I have tried to go to on Saturday night. Neither were full and I was not underdressed, I promise, but I am not a member. So I was not allowed. And of course the only way to be a member is to have a member write you a letter of recommendation. How am I supposed to be recommended by anybody? I don't know anyone.

I also need to be able to listen to music while cooking dinner. My cooking is better when I sing Rihanna's songs and when I can shake my booty. I swear.

Lastly, I need NETFLIX. I need NEtflix every day and all day.


See when one gets rejected at a bar, one needs to be able to go home and watch an episode of How I Met Your Mother. It will make you feel better. When it is raining outside, one needs to be able to watch the entire season 2 of Orange Is The New Black. It will allow for  some perspective: prison is kind of worse than a bit LOT of rain and the show is hilarious. And finally when one is broke and cannot afford any kind of outdoor activity because everything is expensive, one needs to be able to entertain himself or herself by watching an Entourage marathon and imagining to be Vince.

But without Wifi, no Netflix, no music, nothing ... Just me wanting to bang my head against the wall because the landlord and the real estate manager are jerks and forgot to mention that there are no phone lines connected to this apartment. I swear it is a true miracle that I haven't hit anyone today.

So how I am posting this article? Well I begged my next door neighbors for their network's password. And they gave it to me. Maybe tomorrow I will go beg for money and I will be able to afford that truffle salt I saw in the market today, and some cheese and wine to thank Luxembourg and Holland. Yes I gave nicknames to my neighbors. Thank you guys!

And London. Congratulations. I. Hate. You!


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