Letters from the Equator

It is starting to get colder, for some reason. It rained a few days ago, and I suppose that could be a contributing factor. This makes walking more arduous, as my skin cracks to the dry air around me. I suppose this is a drawback, but I prefer it to skin infections which were more likely to occur in the Malaysian humidity.

Couple that with the huge load of reading I have to do everyweek, and almost 3 full days of classes every week - London is becoming quite exhausting.

Still, I still feel optimistic as people around me remain bright and cheery, and my classmates are equally positive and opportunistic. We’ve started getting into group assignments this week and everyone has been contributing some awfully good stuff into the work.

There are a bunch of us who have started doing poker nights, and I’m thinking of setting up a gaming night for board games and for us just to hang out. There are a bunch of us who has played Settlers and someone in the group wants to play Risk.

Anyway, London is really great for walking because there’s just tons of stuff to see on foot. The buildings are really old and they never grow higher than 5 floors, which means it just keeps spreading wider eastwards, westwards, northwards and southwards. I’m staying at the northern end of London just at the tip close to where the countryside begins and there’s still tons of stuff to see and do out here.

This is probably what keeps housing rates so darn high. It’s almost impossible to get a decent place to stay that’s affordable.

We’re going to Borough Market tomorrow to see if we can pick up some fresh food and other stuff we can eat over the week. It’s quite a fun place, and we hope to avoid the crowds that usually come on Saturdays and Sundays.

The duck I tried at Bayswater wasn’t as great as I thought. It’s good…. but, I mean, no big deal. I’d probably go back there for duck rice, sure… but I’m not sure I’ll have a craving for it very often. I may be overzealous by comparing it to some delicacy duck dishes I’ve tried back home, but I think I’m being fair. Then again, maybe I went to the wrong restaurant, because there seemed to be at least three or four on the same row.

I’m waiting for my debit card. Due to arrive any day now.

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