Where am I going to live upon arrival? That is the ultimate question everyone seems to be seeking an answer too – my parents, my friends, my coworkers and obviously myself. The answer is simple – I dunno.
I have spent countless hours searching countless sites for places to live in London. But truth be told – it really doesn’t matter! It’s not like I can drive over and look at the place to see if I like it. I can’t really reserve it either since I’d have to pay a months rent without even living there – I arrive Jan 15th, 2009. Also, I want to find a job first, so that I can narrow my search options around it. So, the reality is – I’m homeless. And?
I’m still happy!
I get to go on this great adventure I know I’ll never forget! I’m not necessarily worried about finding a place – I know I will. A hostel will suffice in the meantime. Living in a hostel for a week or so will be more than enough motivation to help me find a place faster! They aint cheap!
I understand why everyone is worried – especially my folks – having to send their youngest daughter away to a foreign country, jobless, homeless and friendless. I even understand the curious/crazy looks I get from friends when I tell them I have no idea where I will be living or working. The point is I know I WILL be working, and most of all I WILL be living.