January 26th,
I arrived in London and promptly headed off to the Kings Cross St Pancras Station. London and I were at a bit of a ceasefire at the present time. I was still not sure that I appreciated what it had to offer over the multiple detractors experienced in past visits but my cousin Raquel is persistent and determined to help me enjoy London. I was to take the train to Nottingham which is to be my new home for the next six months. There were a lot of unknowns but I was extremely happy to have an Oyster card on arrival in London and a cell phone. I then had fun being stubborn trying to find the Rutland Square Hotel where I was booked rather than take a taxi but eventually I made it there and enjoyed a nice relaxing night in as it was raining out and I was proper tired. (fyi the word proper is often used in England in place of very or good)
The next day I had a "proper" sleep in before heading out to explore my new home town for the next six months. I bought some things that I thought would be important for when I was able to move in on Sunday afternoon. It was either raining or threatening to rain but otherwise a lovely time to arrive.
p.s. in the original blog I had deleted three long paragraphs in the stroke of a key, still don`t know how. Isn`t it funny that my nephew is proud to be techy like his Aunty Tan :) . Computer problems do come along with the territory of having technology though. I was already regretting my decision to attempt my stay with just my ipad tablet as my laptop is quite heavy.

Also, a lovely English nurse prewarned or informed me that this area is known for calling everyone Duck. So rather than saying Hello Love they would say Hello Duck or Duckie.