Anything from the trolley?

My flights were fine today. I got here, my bags got here - that's all I can really ask for. I didn't sleep at all, unfortunately. But I'm here now and still awake at 4 pm London time which means I'm doing a good job getting rid of my jet lag. My goal is to stay awake until 10...we'll see how that turns out.

After I landed, I took the Gatwick Express to Victoria Station (in central London) and then decided to pay for a taxi to get to the centre (<---British spelling alert). I enjoyed the train ride. Not that I don't love metro systems, but I do like to be able to look out the window. Also, a woman came by with a food cart and said "Anything from the trolley??" just like in Harry Potter. I guess I thought trolleys were nothing but fantasy until now. I'm going to post some pictures of my flat. It's much bigger than I thought it would be, much much much bigger.




This is my room, and my bed. Since I'm the first one who got here, my suitcases are all over the floor. My room has 3 beds but I will only have one roommate, meaning I share a bathroom with her and the kitchen/living area with her and two other people.

I'm on the third floor and the stairs are steep. I almost toppled over carrying my suitcase up.


Sitting on my bed

Small bathroom


Kitchen

Living room (you can't see the TV really, but there is one). Hopefully we'll get something on these walls.

Hi Mom!

Immediately before I could unpack or shower I was shown around to meet all my coworkers and supervisors, not really ideal. They were all nice, though, and a few of them seemed close to my age.

Ok better post this, I know someone is waiting to see these...