Well I reached the end of what has been a very grey and grim week; (although as I speak the skies are turning a brighter shade of blue and the sun is actually giving London the time of day!) My mission this week has been to find somewhere to go for Bank weekend next week, but as to be expected everything is ridiculously priced. I was looking to go to Auschwitz; morbid I know, but I met a couple people in Salzburg who had just been to Dachau and I felt rather inspired to go. Evidently, airlines are making a lot of money from the Polish population here.
The ticking of my travelling clock is definitely increasing in volume. Upon being offered a year contract at the company which I have been temping with, I realised how limited my time here really is; 196 days to be exact. As summer approaches, weekends fall to the way side, and my list of destinations gets increasingly longer. The more time that I am here, the more that London life grows on me like the veins in blue cheese. My initial reservations and in fact complete adamant nature that I did not want to end up being in London have been squashed with a satisfying squish, and I have come to love life here. I would certainly never bring up kids here, but at a time when life is as breezy as it is now, it certainly agrees with me.
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