The Real World

Six strangers, picked to have live in a hostile, work their asses off for no money, and find out what happens when people aren't American, but British. The Real World: Back to London.

It's really how we feel. The six of us are so different, yet we're meshing rather well. Alissa and I were discussing over dinner tonight how we couldn't have a more diverse group of people here representing KSU, yet we all can tolerate each other and have a good time. It's really funny actually because all we're missing are the video cameras following our every move. We live in a rather modern-style hostile, are given a job, live with strangers in a foreign city, and are encouraged to go out and have a good time.

As was the case last night. After our welcome social at the pub down the street, the six of us got dressed up and headed off to Soho for a night on the town. We started off at Metro, and soon found ourselves terribly bored. It was live music in a drab atmosphere filled with smoke and not-so-friendly people. I was happy to leave and wander the streets.

It's hard to get a group of people to agree, but we manage because we're all poor. Our next location was Bar Soho, a bar with mixed audiences, and an all around good time. We were quick to show the natives a thing or two about dirty dancing. We all know that I'm not hesitant to be provocative, but I quickly found out that most of my fellow comrades aren't either. Turns out, they're all a bunch of closeted freaks. :)

As was my last adventure, the night always seems to go sour when it comes to making it home safely. The group was convinced we could make it on a night bus. Ha. We got on one, but found ourselves way out of the way. A taxi ride later and around $10 each, we made it back to Chelsea. Thank god for those lil' black cabs.

Today we all woke up late and strolled to Oxford Street for some Pizza Hut. We're all adjusting to the food here and still craving American every now and then apparently. It's weird how most of the foods here have no flavoring. Some do, however, like the potato chips I've come to like, Honey Roasted Ham Flavoured. Sounds rather intriguing I know...

Tonight was a night to relax and save some cash. I have quickly come to understand the meaning of a budget with no cash flow coming in. After what seemed a never-ending battle with the DVD player, we accomplished watching X-Men 2. It seemed only right since everywhere we go we see ads for the next movie in the series.

The city is beautiful. The lounge we were in on the 10th floor gives a perfect view of the skyline. In the distance, you can make out the London Eye and exactly at midnight, Big Ben's illumination went out. For the second day in a row we've had no rain, let's hope our luck holds out.