...All the jetlag got me late from Friday to Saturday I slept a good 11 hours I was soooo tired because I have been walking like there is no tomorrow, London is endless!!!! Kassan an american student part of the same project I am going to be working in took me to the Bangla Community, you could smell curry three blocks away and the funny part is that they are located in business area London, so you can see all the brokers, office people and skinny ass women in power suits walking to the curry houses.
They sell things on the streets, textile stores, electronic stores and little supermarkets with products in no english, I love it!!! we walked along during Yuma prayers and you can hear the prayer's call from any corner of the neigborhood, there is a huge threshold marking the begging of Bangladesh territory.
I started to feel scared, I didn't feel a thing this morning where I went to the UCL and they show me my place, I have a desingnated cubicle, they show me the library, I felt nothing, but seen this Bangladesh in the middle of London... Raised all my insecurities Am I going to be able to do it? Are they going to talk to me?, they are going to hate me! How scary!!!
Kassan took me back to the UCL I had something to do at 6 and it was barely 3 in the afternoon, a museum sounds great, I ask him about one and no wonder the British Museum is only a few blocks away. It is HUGE and they have the Old Circular Library in the middle of it, he took me in and told me that Karl Marx wrote his manifesto here. I almost threw myself to the floor to kiss it...He left me there... I just stuck my head in two rooms and I was tired overwhelm dizzy I start feeling agoraphobia, I left the place out of fear and overwhelm....
Anyway two days here and I already had a BBQ to attend. Let me say first that my friend Shinny has a beautiful sweet man. While I was sleeping on my dreams I heard the washing machine, the vaccum cleaner and all this noises, I decided to move my lazzy slobby ass and find out if I could help and man!!!!! before my eyes it was Ethan doing housework. He did laundry, vaccumed and ironed his clothes and hers, yesssss hers. She was doing her yoga at the park and he has no problem with being domestic I LOVE EUROPE!!!! A new division of labor.
What I can say about the BBQ is: English know how to drink. They even have a system, beer and soft stuff first then harder and harder along the sun comes down and at the end we were drinking Sambuca and they even had Absinthe...I pass on that, they say you can allucinate on that.
We got there at 4 pm came back at 2 in the morning, we ate, drank, danced, looked for a missing one hundred pounds pair of sunglasses, talked, dance again, ate, drank and comforted the person who lost the glasses. Eveybody wears serious make up and instead of of say yeahhhh they say yeeee with an open mouth....Yeeee the house was decorated in white and red flags of England, people even wore the shirt...all of the sudden they blindfolded this girl the boyfriend gathered everyone pulled the blindfold off and he popped up the question with a beautiful ring, both of them were wearing the English T shirt.
They sell things on the streets, textile stores, electronic stores and little supermarkets with products in no english, I love it!!! we walked along during Yuma prayers and you can hear the prayer's call from any corner of the neigborhood, there is a huge threshold marking the begging of Bangladesh territory.
I started to feel scared, I didn't feel a thing this morning where I went to the UCL and they show me my place, I have a desingnated cubicle, they show me the library, I felt nothing, but seen this Bangladesh in the middle of London... Raised all my insecurities Am I going to be able to do it? Are they going to talk to me?, they are going to hate me! How scary!!!
Kassan took me back to the UCL I had something to do at 6 and it was barely 3 in the afternoon, a museum sounds great, I ask him about one and no wonder the British Museum is only a few blocks away. It is HUGE and they have the Old Circular Library in the middle of it, he took me in and told me that Karl Marx wrote his manifesto here. I almost threw myself to the floor to kiss it...He left me there... I just stuck my head in two rooms and I was tired overwhelm dizzy I start feeling agoraphobia, I left the place out of fear and overwhelm....
Anyway two days here and I already had a BBQ to attend. Let me say first that my friend Shinny has a beautiful sweet man. While I was sleeping on my dreams I heard the washing machine, the vaccum cleaner and all this noises, I decided to move my lazzy slobby ass and find out if I could help and man!!!!! before my eyes it was Ethan doing housework. He did laundry, vaccumed and ironed his clothes and hers, yesssss hers. She was doing her yoga at the park and he has no problem with being domestic I LOVE EUROPE!!!! A new division of labor.
What I can say about the BBQ is: English know how to drink. They even have a system, beer and soft stuff first then harder and harder along the sun comes down and at the end we were drinking Sambuca and they even had Absinthe...I pass on that, they say you can allucinate on that.
We got there at 4 pm came back at 2 in the morning, we ate, drank, danced, looked for a missing one hundred pounds pair of sunglasses, talked, dance again, ate, drank and comforted the person who lost the glasses. Eveybody wears serious make up and instead of of say yeahhhh they say yeeee with an open mouth....Yeeee the house was decorated in white and red flags of England, people even wore the shirt...all of the sudden they blindfolded this girl the boyfriend gathered everyone pulled the blindfold off and he popped up the question with a beautiful ring, both of them were wearing the English T shirt.
posted by Abejilla at 2:18 AM
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The same room at Karl Marx!! Can you bottle the air?? I want to comfort drunk English people!! Yes, I man who cleans!! That is why I love Europe!!!
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