Sunday, July 6, 2008

Just four days 'til London

I leave for London in four days. The spells of anxiety and excitement have become more frequent.

Am I fated to reside in a cardboard box in some rat-infested alley of Camden-town? Will it last with the the lovely young girl for whom I am moving? Will I ever manage to palate a blood sausage? Am I hip enough to move to trendy Shoreditch?

I suppose only time will tell. In the meantime, since this is a first entry here are my stats:

Age: 26

Sex:
Yes, please! Um, sorry, that was poor form. I am a male.

Sign: Pisces. ***If you are stupid enough to believe in Astrology: then I kindly ask you to just kill yourself. You're probably also very fat and voted for Bush. Shoo! shoo now! we don' want nun uh yo kind 'round here!

Anyway...

Occupation: Independent Project Architect/Programmer (mostly web stuff)

Education: Harvard, Comp Sci.

Recent Travels (past 2 months): Argentina, Peru, Brazil, Uruguay, NYC, Boston.

Upcoming Travels (next 2 months): London, Munich, Monaco, Paris

Most of the past year I spent in Buenos Aires, Argentina. I was, admittedly, drunk for much of the first few months, eventually settling into normalcy. I found living alone, and working at home alone, started making me feel like an urban-hermit. Solitude is a motherfucker. I had friends, but we always did the same thing:

The typical Buenos Aires night for an expat consists of dinner at a top restaurant followed by a ridiculously expensive (for the locals) bar and/or club. Since everything is so cheap in Bs.As., expatriates/visitors with an income in dollars have roughly triple the buying power of locals--six times the buying power in pounds. Just about all the expats are young, and just about all of them suddenly feel--falsely--rich and powerful. So what do they do? They get drunk, and I got drunk with them.

Non, je ne regrette rien. I'm 26 and worked throughout college, so I think a brief spell of binge drinking, flip-cup, beer pong, and boogying down 'til 6 A.M. on a Wednesday was due.

Now I'm shooting off to London. I wonder if they have Ramen noodles there...

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