Post Exhaustion.

Ok. First day of orientation went well. I already feel more educated about what to expect. I learned a few things today that I deemed blog worthy, so here they are: 1) I am living two flats down from Stella McCartney, which is kind of a big deal. 2) I have the privilege of drinking some of the cleanest water in the world, which happens to be accesible by my sink in my flat. It's so pure and smooth that it floats over your tongue like a cloud. 3) Men are more likely to be victims of violence, and Americans are only number three on the target list for petty theft in London. Woop-de-frickin-do. 4) Mugging is an American term that the british use and actually thought they made up. 5) Obama might as well be the queen of England, because the british are more in love with him than his home country at the moment. 6) I'll probably learn more about the United States by living in London than I would from living in it. 7) I am a little bit in love with this place.

We took a walking tour of Kensington and Chelsea where I learned all that is at the tip of my toes(?). Strolled down the street where Notting Hill was filmed while enjoying the beautiful, humid, sunny weather (I can already feel the difference in my skin). I may be tempted to get a whole new wardrobe while I'm here, but for my pocket's sake hopefully I'll be reasonable. I had pizza and fruli Belgium beer for dinner with some gelato for dessert. Talked it up with my new dance buddies in a happenin' pub, which may become a friday night ritual. Good for the socializing, bad for the gut. It hasn't really dawned on me that I am living in one of the coolest places in the world, let alone get to dance and be passionate and supported here. I know I am exactly where I am supposed to be. Thank you God for your gloriousness and all things London. Now that I am in the post exhaustion phase, I can actually open my eyes and see what You want me to see.