Wednesday, September 30

Frickin' Lightbulbs

Let's have a chat about light.

I love light. I won a frickin' theater (theatre) award for it in high school. I'm sure you love light, too.

But friends, I have learned something:

America takes lightbulb simplicity for frickin' granted.

The Brits apparently didn't have enough to worry about somewhere around the time light bulbs began to be manufactured in bulk because they have three frickin' silver-bottom-options.

Base contact. Whatever. There's a normal-size screw, teeny-tiny screw and something that doesn't screw at all. (Screwed either way if it's me who's buying.)

Oh, and there are a million different wattages to choose from.

Yes I said A MILLION and I FRICKIN' MEANT IT. No one notices a difference between the 5- and the 7-watt "energy saving" (not "energy efficient") lightbulbs, Britain. I SAID NO ONE. But did that stop you from manufacturing bulbs in two-watt increments? NOOoooooo.

Plus they are frickin' expensive. I spent £10 -- that's FIFTEEN AMERICAN DOLLARS -- on TWO lightbulbs. You want to see what one looks like in my lamp? Here:


Aw, that looks nice, right? Nice, soft glow. Cute blue shade. THINK A-FRICKIN'-GAIN.


THE LIGHTBULB IS TOO TALL FOR MY FRICKIN' LAMP.

Oh, and then the lamp died. Just {poof!} stopped being a lamp. It was probably too embarrassed to be seen with this bulb. 

Beware of lightbulbs. And keep the frickin' receipt. 

(Oh, and in case you're wondering what happened to your friend Ellen and her sailor's mouth, I can assure you that a different f-word came out of my mouth upon seeing that adorable monstrosity of a lamp. But my mom makes up, like, 20% of my audience so I'm keeping it clean. For now. All bets are off if I have to buy more lightbulbs. I will sit in the frickin' dark.)

Monday, September 14

Straight Lines

Traveling from Point A to Point B in London isn't difficult. The public transportation is efficient and close to most of the popular points of interest. If you're here to visit, you'll get turned around a few times, but most likely you'll learn what tube station is nearest to you and you'll adapt from there. Or, you can use your tourist card — stress your American accent and laugh when Parliament is just three blocks behind you.

Fun fact: If you live here, the tube and buses won't get you everywhere you need to be.

Other fun fact: I am notoriously bad with directions.

That second statement is not to be confused with "I get frustrated when I'm lost." As long as I don't have anywhere to be (hello, funemployment!), I don't mind getting lost and finding my way home again. I'm a very visual person so the more information I can put into my eyeballs the better I'll be. And I can still wander around — London is big enough; I'm not going to run out of discoveries any time soon.

Many modern-ish cities in the US are built on a grid system. It's wonderful. Some cities even number their streets, so that with a little background info you know which direction you're walking. Look at Minneapolis. Beautiful, structured Minneapolis. You could map eighth-grade algebra equations on this grid:


But oh, London. London makes directions very difficult. London adheres to no woman's grid system. You cannot tame London's catty-wonkus streets. It's like the first urban planner wanted to be the hipster of the 1400s: "I say, ol' chap, how about that street follow the river, and those other five can branch out from a random square —any square will do — but not at right angles. Right angles are so... predictable."


You think you're walking in a straight line? You aren't. This street curves ever-so-slightly and now you're off by about 45 degrees.

You think that street will take you all the way to your destination? NOPE. There's a private garden smack in the middle and you have to choose: veer left or right? Trick question: it doesn't matter. Neither street will behave how you expect.

You think those streets are right next to each other? And that you just have to cross the street to continue in the same direction? Nice try! Those streets are separated by a seven-foot-high, one-foot-wide stone wall, and there's a four-foot-wide stairway to get to the other side!

Can YOU see the tiny, grey walking path on the map below, right below the "ge" in "Bay Tree Cottage"? Me either! But it indicates that little passageway!


Now of course, at this point in human history every phone has a built-in map with a blue dot pulsing its location. However, not all of them have international data. Plus, I don't want to bump around this town with my face in my phone. I want to look up and around!

I've tried memorizing landmark-specific directions. "Past the park, three blocks, turn right." But I fail to take note of whether I counted three blocks INCLUDING alleys, or just streets?

I've tried noting street names. HA. In the following screenshot, you'll notice:
  • Salisbury Place continues east, to be called Bickenhall.
  • Crawford Street changes to Paddington Street (which is not close to Paddington Station, nor does it lead you there).
  • Kenrick Place continues south, now named Broadstone Place.
  • Google labels the yellow road as "A501" but as a pedestrian, you'd only see "Marylebone."

So, yeah. Good luck with that.

I do feel this might be an issue that UK residents are aware of, especially after receiving the following directions to meet up for my bike tour to Stonehenge.

It was pretty much a straight line:
"Just... don't turn until you see the info center."
Centre.
Whatever.
So I'll take a bit of comfort knowing that I am not alone in this struggle, and that I have blissfully few places to be on any given day. 

And I'll leave 20 minutes early. Because I will get lost. 

Perhaps on purpose. 

Saturday, September 12

Home Sweet Home (Details!)

As Britton chronicled in the previous post, we've found a flat and today was our first day "home!" I have to say, it's pretty stinking amazing. It's a basement flat, but it's super spacious, with a big kitchen and enough space for guests (hint, hint!) PLUS an adorable patio space.

First photos. Don't mind all those suitcases, they will be SO UNPACKED by tomorrow!

As you walk in the front door, to the left.

(Panorama in a clockwise direction)
(Luggage will soon be UNPACKED!)
(Did I mention we're UNPACKING?!)

Bed, door to the garden/patio, sliver of the kitchen in view.

View into the kitchen + stairs up to the bathroom.
(Stairs would lead to the rest of the house, but it's completely sealed.)
(Bathroom also very spacious!)
Patio space!! Imagine all the wine and tea and wine I'll drink here!

I submit yes. Yes it is the cutest block ever.
The location is super central to the things we like (Hyde Park, bike share stations, good food and beer). Britton is able to walk to work (just over 1.5 miles). The nearest tube station is Notting Hill Gate, which is on several lines, which will hopefully make any commute I can find pretty easy. There's a farmers market three blocks away every Saturday. And, oh yeah, it's adorable.

I am definitely excited to be in our full-time flat! I've already unpacked my suitcases, only to realize that we didn't pack any coat hangers (d'oh!) (but also, I never would've packed those in a million years) so my wonderful dresses are still rolled up waiting for sunshine.

We went shopping to pick up the basics (sheets, pillows, towels, TP) today and will fill in a few other gaps soon at IKEA! I am pumped to actually BUY something from that store, since the one in Merriam taunted me from the day it opened — too close to our move date for me to justify buying anything. I'm maybe too excited. :)
We got to shop for sheets today :D
However, the one thing we may have noticed a bit more now that we're living in it, is just how ... old ... it is. :) Old heaters, old range, old towel warmers (or, at least, I think that's what that rickety rack hanging over the heater in the bathroom is...?), kind of a musty smell to it in places. Nothing a little scent stick or quick googling session can't fix. Perhaps it's what a realtor might call "charm"? 

Can't wait for you to visit! Nifty IKEA couch-bed-thing coming soon! We already have house guests scheduled for September and December. The B&E B&B is filling up fast!

Thursday, September 10

We found a flat!

Today's blog is written by special guest, Britton! We went on a FIVE-HOUR flat hunt a few weeks ago with a relocation agent (also named Ellen!). I adapted and lightly edited this post from an email Britton sent to our parents. Happy reading!
Ellen

After looking at quite literally about a dozen apartments today (none of which were the same as what we looked at the first time we went flat hunting in July), we have officially put money down (don’t even get me started) on a flat! The answer is revealed at the end of this post. 

Long story short, we continued to find that places further out don’t really get much cheaper; you just get more space. With that in mind, we focused our efforts on flats that are close to the city center, but most likely tiny.

The money we’ll be putting down over the next few days will be the initial deposits & first month’s rent - as long as we stay for six months, we won’t be “out” any real $ / £ (aside from our future retirement, but who’s counting? Hey, I said don’t get me started!).

We saw all sorts of places - if you’re super bored and want to get a sense of what we looked at, enjoy the following summaries. If you're not bored, scroll to the bottom for the big reveal. This list follows the itinerary we were sent. You may be thinking “Britton, did you seriously email us a little write-up on every single place?” Yep, I sure did. This is what happens when Ellen goes out to social media networking events and I’m home with a cold. For reference, Cerner’s offices are very near Paddington Station.

See that couch? It pulls out and is the bed. It’s a tiny room. That’s about it. The pictures don’t leave much out.

We nicknamed this one “Fish Bowl” because there was a fish living in a kitchen mixing bowl. Not a fish bowl — a mixing bowl. It was packed to the ceiling with stuff, and the kitchen is actually on a different level that overlooks the main bedroom area. 

This was one of our top four picks mainly due to its location, but it ultimately lost out due to its lack of space when compared to our other options (which really wasn’t terrible). 

This was Ellen’s top pick. It's a true one-bedroom space with a "receiving room" (what Americans call a living room) and separate bedroom. The washer is tucked behind the bathroom door (the bathroom is already super tiny), and the kitchen is far bigger in the pictures than in real life. From where the camera is in these pictures, the kitchen is only maybe five feet long and had no oven (though a combo microwave/oven could have been provided). That counter on the left is about 10” deep or so.

This didn’t make the final cut but was a contender for a while due to its large kitchen (with a real dishwasher - the only one we saw all day) and abundance of storage/shelving. Ultimately, it just didn’t have enough living space.

This one was was rather comical. The kitchen is literally in a cupboard on the side of the room - as in you open a cabinet and instead there's a tiny kitchen. The unit had one of these (see images below), which is apparently used for washing clothes. Our relocation agent said these things were before her time (she’s probably about 10 years older than we are?). I know we’ve certainly never seen one - maybe you have?




We never got to see this one. It was already taken.

This was a top contender until the end. The bedroom is literally in what would otherwise be the garage (though the garage door is walled up on the inside). The rental logistics were a bit goofy, too, as the landlord didn’t really have utilities/etc. separated between this apartment and the landlord’s living quarters in the top floor(s) above. Also, the letting agent working for the landlord is apparently “dippy” as we were told by our person (here's the Urban Dictionary entry — we didn’t know what it meant, either).The location is still very good for London, though not quite as close to various transport links, etc. This flat was the backup if our first choice fell through.

I think this was let or maybe we cancelled - I don’t quite remember.

See the picture of the kitchen? Look at the mirror on the right - that’s the murphy bed. Other than that, this place had a brown couch. And a bathroom. That’s pretty much it. No real space whatsoever. We “noped” out of here pretty quickly.

There is a bedroom. The kitchen is about five or six burners wide and had no oven or microwave. What you see on your computer screen is almost as big as in real life :)

This looks great in photos. That’s where the fun stops. Not to be dismayed by the trash, clothes, shoes, luggage, food, and everything else you can think of bordering on hoarder status, we ventured in. Apparently the place smelled awful - Ellen will have to confirm, as I’m all congested and can’t smell a thing right now [This is Ellen, confirming. It was baaaaad.]. I had no issues, but our relocation person was starting to get sick to her stomach. If the place weren’t such a complete pit, it would have had a better chance, but even knowing it would get cleaned and fixed up, the timing wasn’t going to work, and we found better options.

We didn’t end up seeing this one, I think because it was far enough out that there were plenty of better, closer options.

So are you ready to see the one we chose? It's the basement flat of the blue house! Check out my next post for a look inside.


Yeah, there's a garden!

Including ours, this property had three offers on it in ONE DAY. We apparently managed (with a lower asking price, no less) to beat out two Italian students because the landlord is selective about her tenants. The Italians offered the asking price and we came in just a bit under but still got the place. While the flat is technically a studio, it is surprisingly large and the living space (not pictured) is divided up pretty well into two spaces. There’s a private patio out back and a large bathroom. If the tube strikes calm down, the 24/7 tube service will include the Central line, which goes through Notting Hill Gate. A ton of busses also go through here. We will be 1.5 miles away from the Cerner offices by foot. [Ellen: Oh, and blocks away from some tiny green space named Hyde Park? Kensington Palace? Has anyone heard of these things? :D]