adam has a friend who has an apartment in bodrum, turkey (where we can stay for free) and we have been excitedly plotting a week-long holiday on the beach. we finally get to leave today (yay!) but i'm nervous about flying.
no, i'm not worried about the flight itself, but traveling around europe, while it is mostly short distances, is a HUGE hassle especially since i'm not from the EU. for someone who is well used to flying, i find myself getting jittery over a few things here:
- there are always surprises. always. whatever can go wrong actually DOES go wrong, and it can be anything from not realising you have to fill out a fake visa (malta trip) to finding out you have to go through customs BEFORE you get on the plane/train. (and my friend beth wasn't allowed on a train because she forgot to pick up a free train ticket FOR HER BIKE) no matter how many times i read the fine print, there is usually something i miss.
- no one that works here actually cares if you miss your plane/train and they sometimes seem like they WANT you to miss it, because then you have to pay more money.
don't get me wrong, i love living over here and i love the opportunities that living here affords me. i just miss the days of being able to look forward to holiday without a care. there's something to be said about the ease of driving to florida or hilton head.
gah. wish me luck! x
Saturday, August 7, 2010
happy customer
i've been working on a switzerland-based account since march or so, and we recently picked up business with the uk market, which means i have regular face-to-face client meetings (yay!). while i enjoy this interaction, the client is very corporate and i don't have much dress up stuff here in london. i just haven't needed it! hence, i've had to do bits of shopping to save my co-workers and clients from having to see the same black and white dress from target appear in EVERY meeting.
shopping here is a nightmare since most clothes are targeted toward either pencil thin girls or the under 25 variety. however, there is always one safehouse i can find...anthropologie. i love anthropologie. i do think a lot of their stuff is overpriced but it is classic and fits well. i couldn't be bothered with the bus trip to regent street last weekend, so i rolled the dice and tried online shopping. online shopping never, ever works out in my favour but i carefully selected my (sale) items and then spent an hour (or three) reading online reviews from other american customers to see if things ran big or small, if they were good for people with large hips, etc. :-) after much deliberation, i decided on two purchases (not necessarily to be worn together although they could be, if were ever warm enough here)
i ordered everything on saturday and it was being shipped through the royal mail, so you can imagine my delight when the package arrived on wednesday! i was even more delighted to open the box and find this:
normally when you order online, it comes in a crap box and everything is in plastic bags and looks like it came from a nasty warehouse somewhere and not an actual retail store. but this came with my packing slip in a reusable sachet and my two items lovingly wrapped in tissue paper. awesome!
granted, there were still plastic bags once i dug a little deeper but the clothes had actual tags on them so i didn't care. it was the best experience i could have hoped for AND everything fit! hurrah! i would definitely do this again.
as a side note, i did do a little shopping in person in angel last weekend and stumbled upon what looked like the cutest boutique but is actually a giant global chain - all saints. (adam and my hairdresser had a good laugh over this story) well, whatever, we don't have that store in cincinnati and since when have i been on the cutting edge of fashion anyway??? :-) i bought a dress that looks like a combination between this:
and this:
it's black and really light jersey material, no eyelets but it does have the buttons and the sash. and it was a good bargain, too. :-)
shopping here is a nightmare since most clothes are targeted toward either pencil thin girls or the under 25 variety. however, there is always one safehouse i can find...anthropologie. i love anthropologie. i do think a lot of their stuff is overpriced but it is classic and fits well. i couldn't be bothered with the bus trip to regent street last weekend, so i rolled the dice and tried online shopping. online shopping never, ever works out in my favour but i carefully selected my (sale) items and then spent an hour (or three) reading online reviews from other american customers to see if things ran big or small, if they were good for people with large hips, etc. :-) after much deliberation, i decided on two purchases (not necessarily to be worn together although they could be, if were ever warm enough here)
i ordered everything on saturday and it was being shipped through the royal mail, so you can imagine my delight when the package arrived on wednesday! i was even more delighted to open the box and find this:
normally when you order online, it comes in a crap box and everything is in plastic bags and looks like it came from a nasty warehouse somewhere and not an actual retail store. but this came with my packing slip in a reusable sachet and my two items lovingly wrapped in tissue paper. awesome!
granted, there were still plastic bags once i dug a little deeper but the clothes had actual tags on them so i didn't care. it was the best experience i could have hoped for AND everything fit! hurrah! i would definitely do this again.
as a side note, i did do a little shopping in person in angel last weekend and stumbled upon what looked like the cutest boutique but is actually a giant global chain - all saints. (adam and my hairdresser had a good laugh over this story) well, whatever, we don't have that store in cincinnati and since when have i been on the cutting edge of fashion anyway??? :-) i bought a dress that looks like a combination between this:
and this:
it's black and really light jersey material, no eyelets but it does have the buttons and the sash. and it was a good bargain, too. :-)
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
new haircut, y'all
i guess while i'm thanking people i should also thank my hairstylist from jarrold's for providing me with four consistent haircuts/highlights in a row. in my experience this is hard to find!
an ode to my local favorites
i'd like to take a minute to thank the local establishments who have kept me fed and watered these past few days. in no particular order, thank you:
café saffron
you always deliver my monday night saag paneer consistently and deliciously. though we seem to have a different idea of what "make it a little spicy means", i do appreciate the little treats you throw in the bag each time, from poppadom to those wonderful fried veggie things. i also appreciate that you never become aggravated when i bring my drunk friends in on a friday night, even though we are loud and once (accidentally) dropped a beer bottle into an irretrievable place.
sekforde arms
your £9.99 jugs of pimms keep me refreshed on a hot sunday afternoon, you are willing to serve up a nice pint of kronenburg even at 5 minutes till 11, and frankly, i am well pleased with your recent remodel of the ladies' toilet. also, your staff is quite friendly. i consider you my "local" even though i don't live across from you anymore and have to pass at least two other pubs to be received into your welcoming arms.
la porchetta
you are typically one of the first meals i feed to out-of-town guests who are weary from traveling and who always very much enjoy your fine, thin-crust authentic Italian pizzas. your lovely waitress never fails to recognize me, whether she is working in the clerkenwell or holburn branch. perhaps this is because i went through a month-long spell where i dined with you at least once a week if not more. thank you for making affordable delicious food that is close enough to my house to be convenient but just far enough away that the walk might count as exercise.
though i haven't been there in a while, i'd also like to thank:
the three kings, for their chili bakes and random jukebox full of B side songs from the 70's. also, their bartenders never let anyone queue jump unlike some other establishments on clerkenwell green...
the curved angel, for its small but filling salad bar and the free re-usable takeaway box, all for £3. you make lunch possible when i have loads of change and only five minutes to spare.
bless you all for making my world a happier place.
café saffron
you always deliver my monday night saag paneer consistently and deliciously. though we seem to have a different idea of what "make it a little spicy means", i do appreciate the little treats you throw in the bag each time, from poppadom to those wonderful fried veggie things. i also appreciate that you never become aggravated when i bring my drunk friends in on a friday night, even though we are loud and once (accidentally) dropped a beer bottle into an irretrievable place.
sekforde arms
your £9.99 jugs of pimms keep me refreshed on a hot sunday afternoon, you are willing to serve up a nice pint of kronenburg even at 5 minutes till 11, and frankly, i am well pleased with your recent remodel of the ladies' toilet. also, your staff is quite friendly. i consider you my "local" even though i don't live across from you anymore and have to pass at least two other pubs to be received into your welcoming arms.
la porchetta
you are typically one of the first meals i feed to out-of-town guests who are weary from traveling and who always very much enjoy your fine, thin-crust authentic Italian pizzas. your lovely waitress never fails to recognize me, whether she is working in the clerkenwell or holburn branch. perhaps this is because i went through a month-long spell where i dined with you at least once a week if not more. thank you for making affordable delicious food that is close enough to my house to be convenient but just far enough away that the walk might count as exercise.
though i haven't been there in a while, i'd also like to thank:
the three kings, for their chili bakes and random jukebox full of B side songs from the 70's. also, their bartenders never let anyone queue jump unlike some other establishments on clerkenwell green...
the curved angel, for its small but filling salad bar and the free re-usable takeaway box, all for £3. you make lunch possible when i have loads of change and only five minutes to spare.
bless you all for making my world a happier place.
Monday, July 26, 2010
paris!
adam and i decided to take a weekend holiday in paris! thanks to expedia, we landed ourselves two eurostar tickets and a three-star hotel in the latin quarter for a reasonable price...
i was surprised to find that the eurostar had carpeted floors. i was also surprised to find that you have to check in and go through customs BEFORE you can get on the train...close call on timing! we spent half of the journey listening to French lessons on my iPod, and the other half of the journey eating lunch. by the time we purchased lunch, all that was left in the snack car was:
two bags of crisps
coffee
brownies
bickies aka biscuits aka cookies
a nice, balanced start to a weekend of healthy eating
hangin' out in the sun on the seine. we spent most of the weekend contently wandering up and down the river, occasionally stopping to look at stuff or sit on a wall.
adam hoping for a glimpse of quasimodo
i heart parisian cafes. this one was called la palette and was in the heart of saint germain in the middle of dozens of art galleries. good reco from lonely planet! i carried my lonely planet guide around faithfully, despite my co-workers teasing me that this is a guide book for students looking for a cheap holiday. just because i am 31 doesn't mean i can't be thrifty.
another lonely planet reco, we tried to go to this wine bar for lunch but the grumpy owner wasn't in the mood to serve food at such an odd hour (3 pm). so we came back for dinner. :-)
despite grumpy man's warning of rain, we sat at a table outside (we didn't get THAT wet and anyway, every other table was booked) and enjoyed a rather expensive bottle of wine.
we also enjoyed a cheese plate and a STUPID AMOUNT OF MEAT. we ordered l'entrecote for two people, which was enough delicious steak (and frites) to easily feed a family of four. none of it went to waste.
saturday we found ourselves walking along the seine again, this time on a mission to see a few sights. on the bridge to the louvre, we noticed that there were loads of padlocks stuck to the fence. perhaps they were part of an art exhibit? or a political statement? you can't chain that many bikes to the same part of the fence.
i bought a sweater (yes, Dad and Pam it is a grey sweater!!!!) because it was a bit chilly. shopping in paris was more fun than shopping in london. (i actually find shopping in london traumatic, between the size differences and the fact that most clothes are made for 13 year old girls)
the louvre looked kind of like a greenhouse.
the big triangle had baby triangles.
since dinner in paris isn't exactly cheap, we decided to buy groceries at carrefour and have ourselves a picnic. some baguettes, salami, gouda, fruit, and plastic knives are all you need for a good lunch! the free map from the hotel made a nice placemat. however, by the time we ate the whole block of cheese, i didn't desire dairy for the rest of the weekend.
walking to the eiffel tower from the louvre is a bit misleading. you think "oh, look it's over there, pretty close by", then you think "hmm, not much farther", then "right, just a few more blocks probably", and finally "f'ing hell, where is this bloody thing?".
after a bit of debate, i finally decided this one is definitely bigger than the one at Kings Island.
tour de france rolled into town while we were there...
trying a new beer at a new cafe :-)
another lonely planet dinner reco that became our favorite spot in paris
adam really wanted to try snails and other delicacies, which is one of reasons we chose Moissonier for dinner. it was a little gem with about 15 tables and a husband/wife team running everything. about a minute after we ordered our escargots, you could hear the butter start to sizzle in the kitchen. after we finished the entree, we soaked up the leftover sauce with free, fresh-baked bread...
in the true spirit of adventure, i ordered quenelle, which is some sort of pike (fish) based souffle. i really didn't know what to expect, but this was light, fluffy, perfectly seasoned, and just plain decadent. :-)
adam was even braver than me and ordered calf kidneys. so good! they tasted like blood sausage and came with potatoes au gratin, mmmmm.
i have no idea what i ordered for dessert, but it was marshmellowy with caramel drizzled over top and a lovely vanilla sauce. heaven.
after two days of such culinary treats, we spent sunday recovering over croque madames and crepes before taking one last walk along the river and then a nice jog through the train station. must learn to leave earlier when traveling internationally...
i was surprised to find that the eurostar had carpeted floors. i was also surprised to find that you have to check in and go through customs BEFORE you can get on the train...close call on timing! we spent half of the journey listening to French lessons on my iPod, and the other half of the journey eating lunch. by the time we purchased lunch, all that was left in the snack car was:
two bags of crisps
coffee
brownies
bickies aka biscuits aka cookies
a nice, balanced start to a weekend of healthy eating
hangin' out in the sun on the seine. we spent most of the weekend contently wandering up and down the river, occasionally stopping to look at stuff or sit on a wall.
adam hoping for a glimpse of quasimodo
i heart parisian cafes. this one was called la palette and was in the heart of saint germain in the middle of dozens of art galleries. good reco from lonely planet! i carried my lonely planet guide around faithfully, despite my co-workers teasing me that this is a guide book for students looking for a cheap holiday. just because i am 31 doesn't mean i can't be thrifty.
another lonely planet reco, we tried to go to this wine bar for lunch but the grumpy owner wasn't in the mood to serve food at such an odd hour (3 pm). so we came back for dinner. :-)
despite grumpy man's warning of rain, we sat at a table outside (we didn't get THAT wet and anyway, every other table was booked) and enjoyed a rather expensive bottle of wine.
we also enjoyed a cheese plate and a STUPID AMOUNT OF MEAT. we ordered l'entrecote for two people, which was enough delicious steak (and frites) to easily feed a family of four. none of it went to waste.
saturday we found ourselves walking along the seine again, this time on a mission to see a few sights. on the bridge to the louvre, we noticed that there were loads of padlocks stuck to the fence. perhaps they were part of an art exhibit? or a political statement? you can't chain that many bikes to the same part of the fence.
i bought a sweater (yes, Dad and Pam it is a grey sweater!!!!) because it was a bit chilly. shopping in paris was more fun than shopping in london. (i actually find shopping in london traumatic, between the size differences and the fact that most clothes are made for 13 year old girls)
the louvre looked kind of like a greenhouse.
the big triangle had baby triangles.
since dinner in paris isn't exactly cheap, we decided to buy groceries at carrefour and have ourselves a picnic. some baguettes, salami, gouda, fruit, and plastic knives are all you need for a good lunch! the free map from the hotel made a nice placemat. however, by the time we ate the whole block of cheese, i didn't desire dairy for the rest of the weekend.
walking to the eiffel tower from the louvre is a bit misleading. you think "oh, look it's over there, pretty close by", then you think "hmm, not much farther", then "right, just a few more blocks probably", and finally "f'ing hell, where is this bloody thing?".
after a bit of debate, i finally decided this one is definitely bigger than the one at Kings Island.
tour de france rolled into town while we were there...
trying a new beer at a new cafe :-)
another lonely planet dinner reco that became our favorite spot in paris
adam really wanted to try snails and other delicacies, which is one of reasons we chose Moissonier for dinner. it was a little gem with about 15 tables and a husband/wife team running everything. about a minute after we ordered our escargots, you could hear the butter start to sizzle in the kitchen. after we finished the entree, we soaked up the leftover sauce with free, fresh-baked bread...
in the true spirit of adventure, i ordered quenelle, which is some sort of pike (fish) based souffle. i really didn't know what to expect, but this was light, fluffy, perfectly seasoned, and just plain decadent. :-)
adam was even braver than me and ordered calf kidneys. so good! they tasted like blood sausage and came with potatoes au gratin, mmmmm.
i have no idea what i ordered for dessert, but it was marshmellowy with caramel drizzled over top and a lovely vanilla sauce. heaven.
after two days of such culinary treats, we spent sunday recovering over croque madames and crepes before taking one last walk along the river and then a nice jog through the train station. must learn to leave earlier when traveling internationally...
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
some things i've learned...
...living in a small space with four other people...
- having four roommates is a great way to ensure you eat all of the food you buy, as you don't have room to keep buying more new stuff when the old stuff is occupying "your" half shelf of the camping-sized refrigerator.
- "cleaning as you go" in the kitchen is imperative to ensure that you have enough counter space to make, say, anything involving more than three ingredients, especially when four people are in the kitchen simultaneously.
- washing dishes by hand is critical for items you only have one of, e.g. the measuring cup or the semi-sharp butcher knife. although, this does take the fun out of watching someone dig through the mountains of mess in the dishwasher for something and then spend another twenty minutes trying to cleaning two-week old food off said object. (who can be bothered to run that darn machine? we need a house mom, really.)
- it isn't worth getting upset over small things, like someone ALWAYS taking your produce out of what looks like a community bowl and setting it on the counter. (but seriously why, WHY won't you leave my poor Tesco tomatoes alone people!?)
- it IS worth it to wash someone else's random dishes just so that you don't have to look at them another day (although i am NOT touching the cup of oil that has been sitting next to the stove for the better part of July. must have some standards, you know)
- nobody wins if you are too lazy to change the empty toilet paper roll. what goes around, comes around...
- washing the shower curtain and seeing it emerge (two hours later) from the machine in a completely different shade of white produces an unimaginable sense of pride and joy. (seriously, i thought that thing was CREAM coloured.)
- that said, you should always check the washer before you throw things in, just in case someone has decided to dye something purple and leave it in the machine overnight.
- it is nice always having someone available to tell you what shoes go best with your dress.
- sometimes you have to scrap your dreams of making Sunday brunch and go out, because your roommate is blasting foreign rock music whilst using every available countertop, stovetop, microwave, and oven to make...something...
- it is possible to eat rice and prawns that were left out of the refrigerator for 24 hours and not die (or even get sick) (wasn't me).
- wine tastes better when you share it with your roommates.
- having four roommates is a great way to ensure you eat all of the food you buy, as you don't have room to keep buying more new stuff when the old stuff is occupying "your" half shelf of the camping-sized refrigerator.
- "cleaning as you go" in the kitchen is imperative to ensure that you have enough counter space to make, say, anything involving more than three ingredients, especially when four people are in the kitchen simultaneously.
- washing dishes by hand is critical for items you only have one of, e.g. the measuring cup or the semi-sharp butcher knife. although, this does take the fun out of watching someone dig through the mountains of mess in the dishwasher for something and then spend another twenty minutes trying to cleaning two-week old food off said object. (who can be bothered to run that darn machine? we need a house mom, really.)
- it isn't worth getting upset over small things, like someone ALWAYS taking your produce out of what looks like a community bowl and setting it on the counter. (but seriously why, WHY won't you leave my poor Tesco tomatoes alone people!?)
- it IS worth it to wash someone else's random dishes just so that you don't have to look at them another day (although i am NOT touching the cup of oil that has been sitting next to the stove for the better part of July. must have some standards, you know)
- nobody wins if you are too lazy to change the empty toilet paper roll. what goes around, comes around...
- washing the shower curtain and seeing it emerge (two hours later) from the machine in a completely different shade of white produces an unimaginable sense of pride and joy. (seriously, i thought that thing was CREAM coloured.)
- that said, you should always check the washer before you throw things in, just in case someone has decided to dye something purple and leave it in the machine overnight.
- it is nice always having someone available to tell you what shoes go best with your dress.
- sometimes you have to scrap your dreams of making Sunday brunch and go out, because your roommate is blasting foreign rock music whilst using every available countertop, stovetop, microwave, and oven to make...something...
- it is possible to eat rice and prawns that were left out of the refrigerator for 24 hours and not die (or even get sick) (wasn't me).
- wine tastes better when you share it with your roommates.
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