I'm a big girl now

After one full day of touring all of London the previous day, I built up the courage to go out on my own. I started off my day with a 2 hours run all around hyde park. Stunning darling... absolutely stunning! I blasted my ipod to the lovely Phoenix and little boots! I squeezed in electric feel on the way back and I got tingling jolts of excitement for Roma tomorrow! Before I fast forward I need to rewind and tell you about my scenic day today. I've never felt so much peace in my life running by all the beautiful gardens. Unfortunately I got  jolted back into reality when I have to dodge people running, walking or moving my way. I have to remind myself that Everything is almost opposite here. When you pass people you pass them on the left. Try and keep that in mind so you don't do an awkward "which way should I go?" dance. I find it funny, others do not. But anyways I kept wanting to go but my legs did not. So I hurried back to the flat to shower and make my way out. I felt like I was almost stalling for a little while because I was so nervous leaving the headquarters. But I took a deep breath and ran down the stairs and hurried out the door to the tube station. Here I am trying to act like I know what I am doing and where I am going so I can get rid of that haunting tourist sign stamped on my forehead. I assured myself I am going to be okay. Today I decided to go to Piccadilly Circus and walk my way from there and cross my fingers I find a tube station entrance. Right when I started to walk underground to catch the tube I couldn't help but doubt myself here and there. I felt like I should have a camera crew following me because I probably made so many facial expressions and the rushing wind from the tube was just an plus to my make-believe movie crew. I jumped on the tube, put on my headphone (like everyone else does- since I could not find a paper to read) and waited for my stop. Finally I'm here! Let the adventure begin. Maybe before I left I should have came up with a plan of attack before heading out. I didn't know where anything was and I didn't plan on going to see anything so I just wandered aimlessly. Every ally I walked down that all of a sudden became quite and I could only hear one pair of footsteps behind me... I intentionally sped up and turned down the next street as quick as possible. I started to panic when I forgot my mace. (This is where I find humor in myself... running away from footstep in broad daylight in a big city- Thanks mom!) At lass I found a whole foods!! I was dying for a Kombucha. For all of you who don't know what that drink is.. please look it up and try one. When ever you are in need of a cure from a hangover... here is your answer. Just my luck, they didn't have one so I settled from some organic vegan food, sat down and enjoyed the streets of Soho. What's my favorite thing to do? PEOPLE WATCH! I started to think what it would be like to live alone in London- Would I be okay? Would I make friends? Would people like me? Would I fit in with my style sense? Could I be a hairdresser here? The idea tickles me here and there. Before I set my mind up, I'm going to leave the door open till I find my home. Hours of running, walking, riding, and following the streets in London, concluding in my fantasy of becoming plus one to the modernized, americanized, fashion statement city. I love you London and I'm going to miss you for the time being. I will return... I promise!