One the 5th of July and I was sitting in Tallinn airport waiting for my plane to Copenhagen and then to London. Estonia didn't want to let me go: the flight was delayed two times and in the end we took off an hour later than planned.
London, on the contrary, was eager to take me in. Half-empty Heathrow, no queues on passport control, by the time I reached luggage carousel my suitcases were flowing right in front of me. The cab didn't get stuck in the traffic jams, and by 7 PM I was already in my temporary home in Central London. The apartment I am staying in for two months is in Bloomsbury, 15 minutes walk from my new office and in a quiet location.
First impression was confusion. Everything around is so ... foreign. Left is right, right is left, power outlets and electric switches look freaky, and the houses around are all red brick. Seeing English signs everywhere on the streets felt strange, people seemed, well, foreign, and the apartment was not home.
What am I doing here?!
In spite of all that I took a deep breath and went out to buy myself something for breakfast. The reception guy showed me the way to a supermarket and soon I was in Brunswick Shopping Center, and this is where my mood has gone up. :) I prepared myself for a long wandering among the unknown shelves and products in a foreign grocery store, but it turned out to be so easy to find stuff I needed, the shelves organized somehow so logically, that shopping was a pleasure (or maybe I just tricked myself into thinking so to cheer up :) ).
In addition to that at the end of the day the clouds disappeared completely and the evening sun filled my new home, so I thought to myself "It's not that bad after all." :)
London, on the contrary, was eager to take me in. Half-empty Heathrow, no queues on passport control, by the time I reached luggage carousel my suitcases were flowing right in front of me. The cab didn't get stuck in the traffic jams, and by 7 PM I was already in my temporary home in Central London. The apartment I am staying in for two months is in Bloomsbury, 15 minutes walk from my new office and in a quiet location.
First impression was confusion. Everything around is so ... foreign. Left is right, right is left, power outlets and electric switches look freaky, and the houses around are all red brick. Seeing English signs everywhere on the streets felt strange, people seemed, well, foreign, and the apartment was not home.
What am I doing here?!
In spite of all that I took a deep breath and went out to buy myself something for breakfast. The reception guy showed me the way to a supermarket and soon I was in Brunswick Shopping Center, and this is where my mood has gone up. :) I prepared myself for a long wandering among the unknown shelves and products in a foreign grocery store, but it turned out to be so easy to find stuff I needed, the shelves organized somehow so logically, that shopping was a pleasure (or maybe I just tricked myself into thinking so to cheer up :) ).
In addition to that at the end of the day the clouds disappeared completely and the evening sun filled my new home, so I thought to myself "It's not that bad after all." :)
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