My landing in London...

I arrived in London on St Patrick’s day and stayed all this time in Chalk Farm with Bear, Mary, Nat and Will. Thanks so much guys for having me!!!! My new nest can be found in between 2 couches on the blowup ‘ReadyBed’. I’ve got broadband, Sky TV and always great entertainment – what more could I ask for! I must admit that it took me a couple of days to adjust to my new found home. Having to say goodbye to Col was very traumatising and I started to doubt my decision to come over on my own (Col’s contract in Ireland finishes in August). The first night my blowup bed completely deflated meaning that I slept straight on the kitchen floor. The second night I ended up with a roommate who missed the last tube home and ended up trying to steal my duvet. After the attack on my duvet I stayed on guard and missed out on one more night of deep sleep. That following day I had my first interview with my recruitment agency and I was that dazed and confused from the previous 2 nights that I sat for an hour – killing time before the interview - in a gay café without even noticing. Only when I started reading one of the many free hardcore gay magazines the penny dropped. I looked around and every wall was covered with gay art and I was the only female in the place. The coffee tastes crap and it was the most expensive cup of coffee I ever had in my life. I think they discriminated against me! Not too sure what cream they added to this cup. Sorry am getting a bit carried away here.
Apart from being on the job hunt I spent my first week getting used to the tube and checking out flats. Man have I seen some dives but being persistent paid off cause on the 6th of April I will get the key to our new home in Mornington Crescent. It’s a mix between a studio and a posher bedsit if that makes any sense. I have a kitchenette and shower cubicle in the room but can also use the communal kitchens or bathrooms. There is also a big communal patio and backyard for the summer bbq’s. The place is a 30 second walk from the tube station (Northern Line), 5 minute walk to Camden Markets and Regents Park. If the other parties in the house are not complete nutcases I would say that I scored! I will post some photos soon.
I went out to see Lisa Lashes play at Turnmills last Friday night. Chantelle and I made it onto the party people website, so check out the link: http://worldwide.tilllate.com/EN/picpage.php?gid=946443&uid=0&fid=25004161&tim_uid=0&tim_orgid=0&mode=none
It was a great night. We danced all night and throughout the night I bumped into the duvet thief & his girlfriend and met a handful of Aussie and Kiwi couples who all live in London. We definitely dominated the dance floor, all just in time for Lisa Lashes. The following day Chantelle and I cured our hangover at a very old & traditional pub called ‘Gun’ by the Thames River overlooking the Millenium Dome. On Sunday I managed to fit plenty of culture into the day, beginning with the Spitalfield markets, followed by a boys choir in St Paul’s cathedral, Tate Modern, Westminster, Buckingham Palace and St James park. The weather is starting to warm up over here and the parks already look absolutely amazing. Bring on summer! Penciled into next month's calendar are Paul Oakenfold, Crazy P and DJ Tiesto. Yeeaaahhhhhhhh! Borg, don't forget to pack your party hat.

Skiing in Serfaus

The Alps. This is looking towards Germany I think.

Skiing uphill. I think I am better on the board. Let me blame my instructor...

Here he is! Taking his new role very seriously.

Col and I on the slopes.

The horse sniffed out Hounddog. Hound did you recognise us? You were growling...

In between two of the three skiable mountains. Fiss on the left and Serfaus to the right. We stayed in Serfaus.

Oskar spotted this crashed light weight plane from the Gondola. Not too sure what the story is there. Maybe we should have checked if the passengers were still inside...

The horse taking a few turns on the slopes.

Hamburg

We spent a couple of days in Hamburg before hitting the road with my brother and nephew towards the Alps. We had fantastic spring weather and spent most of the time outside catching up with family and friends. One night we caught up with my old flatmate, Male, for a few drinks. We decided to check out all the pubs that used to be our locals when we lived together. The third pub we went to is famous in the area for its cocktails and we downed plenty of very yummy Caipirinhas and Cosmos before heading to our last destination, called the Familieneck, where I used to work behind the bar. At the Familieneck we realised that we had just walked out of the previous cocktail bar without paying the bill. Initially we felt guilty but after a few more drinks we thought it was quiet funny that we got all these cocktails for free. The joy did not last long as Col then realized that he had forgotten his backpack there. To make matters worse, there was no way to just leave the backpack behind cause it contained two brand new snow goggles that were given to us as a present by my borther’s new girlfriend. We had to go back! Oooohhh how embarrassing!!!! Male and I were too scared to go back to the cocktail bar and face the waitress so Col headed back on his own and left us chickens at the Familieneck with a couple of Portuguese guys that we had just met. Few minutes later, Col returned, realizing that he had no idea where he was and what direction we came from. In the end the cocktail bar was already shut and Col returned the next evening. The backpack was still there with a fat bill attached to it. Justice prevailed in the end! I won’t forget this night for a while…

By the Elbe River with the Hamburg harbour in the background.

Male and one of the Portuguese guys we met that night.

At the cocktail bar...

On the picture above I am standing next to Anna, my sister in-law. Mum of Klara and Oskar.

This is Klara. She is 4 now. Her face is all scratched up because she fell out of the passenger car while the car was in motion. The responsible driver was my brother...

This is Oskar. He is 8 and came skiing with us. We trained him well...