My son and I arrived in London just fine, but we've been living without a phone or INTERNET since then. We've also gone without a TV or radio as well, and I was about to go batty.
Fortunately, I've been getting out every day, but mostly to go grocery shopping and run errands.
Living here without a car, I can only buy as much as I can carry... five to ten blocks... while pushing a stroller. I can't believe I actually used to complain about having to make more than two or three stops stops in my car. At least, I got to load up my truck with whatever I wanted, and as much of it as I wanted...
(I miss my car... sigh)
While I've been out, I noticed that there are a few seedy Internet cafes around our new home (circa 1990), but it's not likely that my son would sit still in a room full of buttons and lights.
Fortunately (or unfortunately), there's plenty of housework to be done, like hang drying our laundry. Lots and lots of laundry, but more on that later.
Now that I've rejoined the 21st century, I promise not to abandon you again. More posts to come. In the meantime, check out the updates on my other blog, American Mom in London...
"Cheers!"
2 comments:
I've totally been wondering how you were doing. YAY! You're there.
All the best girl. I'm rooting for your new life!!!
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