My first visitors

I didn't suffer too long in the immense loneliness that seems to inevitably accompany any major life transition. Thank goodness for my sister is all I have to say about that.

Amy and a friend of hers gave me just shy of three weeks to settle in before coming for a visit. I saw more of London and did more Londonish stuff in the week of her visit that I had in the three weeks I had lived here. It was wonderful. We saw Les Miserables where I was so moved I cried (of course), we had many lovely meals including the best dimsum I have ever tried. We also ate some super-wired morsels at this Malaysian fusion place called Bangor Manchor??? Something like that. Amy drank champagne and ate oysters. She introduced me to my now fav Knotting Hill pub, The Cow and we found my favorite London confectioners place, The casbar, while wandering around Piccadilly Square together. It was a wonderful visit and saved it me from my feelings of isolation. My sister's trip gave me the London jumpstart I had not self-initiated and now I love it so much sometimes I can hardly stand it! Thank-you Amy Spartz is all there is to it.