Grass.

I just spent my first full day walking out and about in London.... yesterday didn't really count since I didn't really leave the area. Today, however, I made it has far as essex st.. which means nothing to you, but it's a little farther. I am quite proud of myself because I managed to venture out with little more than a "left is probably more interesting" and "just head towards (landmark i don't know) then pass (another something I don't know) then theres a fork, go right" from Louise as she jets out to meet up with her friends... the most impressive part was that I managed to find my way home without a map. traveling has done wonders for my sense of direction. The weather has been great today.. I've really lucked out... apparently Oct is supposed to be shit for weather.. maybe I brought a little bit of California sunshine with me hyuck hyuck. It kind of settled in today that I am very much on my own out here. As much as Louise has been great, shes got her own thing going on and we are very much part of different cultures. It's up to me to make my own friends and find my own fun. Essex st was actually really awesome... slightly hip. I found 2 record shops where I ask around for good places to listen to music and where to go... the first one actually had records and was owned by this interesting looking little bald man in a barrette. He herd me talk and said "ah an import, lets see... LA, Austin, Brooklyn, New Orleans?" I proceeded to tell him LA.. which I have been claiming this whole time.. cause technically that is going to be my new home when I get back. He then surprised me by trying to guess my ethnicity... I got Italian, East Indian, Jewish, Spanish, Israeli .. basically everything but white... I get that a lot. People just don't think I am white out here... must be all the blue eyed pasties out here. oh and also he said "so are you just a beautiful girl or are you a very beautiful man?" haha I said "what, do I look like a man? I sure hope not!" and he replied "no you are a beautiful woman... but you just never know in LA"... I guess LA has a rep here for having a lot of hot trannys... but anyway, I picked up a lot of fliers and wrote down some interesting things to do during the rest of the week. I am hell bent on making some friends. I have made one though (minus Louise's friends... which are wonderful) his name is Dave P. He's 29, dashing, and works in London. Someone reasonably normal that's willing to show me around the city. The city.. where ever the city may be, can be a little over whelming when you don't know a soul or a street. I almost got emotional this morning, but I silently sucked it up and just went outside. I got another americano from the great place up the street and headed out on my way.

The grass here is amazing. Normally grass makes me itchy. I much prefer sand. I laid in the park for about an hour.. no blanket.. just skin, grass and sunshine. Only one interruption where a slobbery faced dog decided to wake me up with a kiss... my prince.

The other park I found today was a little further out.. not the usual one right across the street... it was in Angel.. a pretty happening area of town. I have a feeling I'll be spending a lot of time out there. There was a band of buskers dressed in velvet and top hats and I ate at a bar called the Queens Head. The sandwich was ok, the HUGE beer was better.

Think I am going to drink a tea, sit outside and relax now. Miss you guys, I'll try not to get a case of the lonelys.

Trying to solidify plans for Berlin... waiting on a response from Matt.