Limp Back In To The Big City

Trip Start Jul 20, 2006
Trip End Apr 27, 2007

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Friday, March 9, 2007

Seems every time I come to London I'm limping.  Maybe someone is trying to tell me something.  I'm staying with the Pope's in Gerrards Cross which is about 30 mins NW of London.  I'm getting my knee checked out in a day or 2 so I should be able to decide what the next move is.  I could get a job and stay, or go home via Canada. 

Knee Seems Good 
Havent seen a physio, yet... but all seems well.  I went for a job interview at a gym and decided that I'm not going to build a PT client base up here in London.  I'd rather do that somewhere I would actually like to live.  I'm thinking about going either north to visit mums cousin or south to Holland for a few days to catch up with my The Godfather Harry.  Not really sure, but I feel I have out stayed my welcome here.  I tend to get treated like a little kid.  Everything I do is either wrong or inconvienent.

Now I sneak around stealing the occasional slice of cheese and eating their ice cream out of the container.....muhahaha.

Last Day In London
I went back into the city for a last tour around.  Saw a few museums and went to a debate on Low Back Pain.  Cool.

Last Night In This Fucking Place
The Polish chick whos living in this house fucking hates me.  The first thing she ever said to me was "Can you close the door quietly and stop making so much noise.  Please, respect my privacy". (She was kind enough to demonstrate how to close a door).....  I was waking her up at 9am with my loud foot steps.  Forgive me for my sin.

Then tonight she cracks the shits becasue I wanted to get a spoon for my yoghurt while she's in the kitchen cooking.  She hates people.

I told her what I thought about her lack of tolerance.  Fucking unbelievable.  I should probably never have come here.  The mofo's have made me feel unwelcome from day 1.  On a plus, I saved a bunch of cash on accomadation.

Thanks for the excellent contact, Mum.

Tomorrow, I'm out of this fucking place.  Going to Warwick where mums cousin lives.  They're nice people.
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