It was a roller coaster of a week. That was for sure. I’ve felt a little lost. A little exhilarated. A little down and very, very up. Between mum leaving, going back to work, missing home, meeting someone new, making new a new friend and partying for my 30th it has been a hell of a ride.
Caught up with Nichole, a lovely Kiwi I’ve met on my journey in London town. It was really nice to connect with someone about relocating alone. I don’t think people realise how tough it can be to move half way across the world by yourself. It takes guts to do it and it takes more guts to stay when things don’t turn out as planned.
There’s you and you alone. You can feel extremely isolated and overwhelmed. You only have yourself to depend upon. If you don’t cook, or wash then you have no one else to blame when you’re down to your Bridget Jones undies! I know, I know first world problems right!
Anyway we shared a bottle of wine and what was on our minds- life, love, the usual. Just what I needed.
Another high of the week was going out with a cute Portuguese boy in Notting Hill. It was an amazing night full of laughter, wine and deeply profound conversation (yes I’m paying myself out). Maybe there was also a little kissing like 16 year olds on Portobello road. I was besotted. It has been so long since I’d felt the ‘spark’ with someone!
Sadly the flame died a violent death and that was the end of that. Sa La Vie I guess.
The weekend was my first birthday party in London, which was a bit crazy to say the least. So many friends, so much fun and sooooo many drinks. Needless to say it was a great night, in which I very much indulged!
I wanted to talk about expectations this week. It’s hard not to have them. Sometimes ‘things’ work out better than expected. Sometimes they really, really don’t. You think this will happen and it doesn’t and it’s hard not to be disappointed. Expectations can hurt you and they can amaze you. You gotta ride that roller coaster of life, whatever happens. Scream, laugh, cry.
- My birthday- when I told the girl who was attempting to kick me out of the loo that I didn’t want to leave and I could sit there all night if I fancied it. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) that wasn’t the case…
What I did that scared me:
- Let myself be excited about a boy I’d only just met. Dangerous stuff…
- Email from Maite. This was one of the ladies who so lovingly looked after me when I was incredibly sick on the Camino De Santiago. She’d posted photos of me for 2013 highlights on her Alburge’s website. Maite also said I have to come back and visit, as they are waiting to give me a big hug. So beautiful. I cried.
- Received lovely earrings from the beautiful Liv Shore for my birthday
- Party, party, party!
- The end of something I thought was just beginning
- Sunday- I never want to feel that hung over again! EVER!
- Getting kicked out of Ruby Blue
What I learnt:
- Life is a roller coaster, you just gotta ride it. (Thanks Ronan Keating)