A glass of Pinot Grigio at the Fox House

Tonight is probably the first time I am finished before 7pm and I did start at 7.30am. So this very moment I am sitting at the pub called Fox House and enjoying a glass of Pinot Grigio.

There is a hotel attached and it is pretty amazing. The hotel is beautiful and the pub is lovely. Huge difference in comparison to the very first place I’ve stayed in.

I finally feel that I’m starting to understand what I am supposed to do at work. Great relief! I mean it is still hard and confusing but things are finally starting to fall into place. I’m still a ‘newbie’ which is hard but I like to think that I understand the rules of the game; trying to stay under the radar, make friends and fit in. It is hard. But I am at much happier point in my life compare to even a month ago.

I’m sitting in a very cosy corner with a glass of wine surrounded by local Englishmen. This very moment I am just a young professional staying at the nice hotel for work and enjoying my night off.

I do miss home and being away from C is hard, really really hard.

Just hoping it will get better.

It has to.


Train Doncaster – Kings Cross st Pancras

It is a sunny evening and I’m on my way back to London after 5 days of induction to my new job. I’ve spent the last 5 days in South Yorkshire (mainly Doncaster, Rotherham and Dronfield). Unfortunately due to my job I couldn’t really explore any of those places – all I saw was train stations, hotels and pubs. Hopefully one day I’ll get a chance to see those cities.
The first 2 days were pretty scary. I wasn’t expecting such a huge groups of people – up to 40 team members, and I knew absolutely nothing about the brand. It was scary, intimidating and I was way out of my comfort zone. I don’t think staying alone and pretty far away from the venue helped either. The last 3 days were much much better, I got to do what I know, which boosted my self confidence a lot – HR and a bar bit.
The last day was good, I felt like I belong and I felt that I could genuinely help, people were coming to me asking for an advice. But if I’m being honest what made the last day even better is that I knew that I’ll be going home that day. As much as I love traveling and new places, being away from home and not being confident in what I do, has affected my morale for quite a lot.

So at this very moment I’m on a train listening to music and feeling that I could do the job. We shall see what the next week brings.

I think the biggest shock or even difference which I wasn’t expecting was how different people are here in comparison to London. London sucks you in and changes your perception of the reality. You gradually come to accept that everyone wants more money, better carrier and there lots of jobs that people wouldn’t do.

Up north people are so unpretentious, they do what they need to do and not what society expects them to. They are not ashamed that they haven’t achieved some goals that you are pressured into when you are in London, life is so much simpler. I haven’t decided if that is good or bad, but so far it feels refreshing to remember that there is more to it than the rat race we are all in in London.

Why living in London is so amazing

Moving to London was always one of the things I’ve always wanted to do but it felt sooo unreal. You know, when you have an image in your head of how you want to be in whatever amount of years? Sort of a collage of movie scenes, characters from books and pretty pictures from magazines? Yeah, that’s sort of image.Well, how satisfying it is when that actually comes true?? Definitely one of the best feelings in the world.

So yeah, moving to London was one of the best things I’ve done so far! And the last 2 days were the perfect example why I sooo had to do it.

Pretty sure that the main reason why everyone has to come here is to be able to spend a Bank holiday exploring little streets and neighbourhoods, packed with markets, vintage shops and oh-so-pretty trees! (Also the spring this year is something-out-of-this-world)

We went for a lovely walk to explore some of the lovely parks, which are surprisingly close to our house! If you ever get a chance you should go to Clissold Park, there is a lovely canal going through it and a beautiful coffee shop! Latte and a little salad, were just perfect!

After sitting on a grass for a little (and thinking how much I need a pet), we decided to walk to Regent’s Canal in Islington.
Because it was a beautiful bank holiday Sunday everyone was very relaxed and truly enjoying the sunshine. We walked on the side of the canal until it was decided that food is a must! And because it was a Sunday not to get a Sunday roast was just plain rude! (Veggie one for me)
Luckily there are a couple of lovely pubs and cafes right next to the canal so we went to a pub called The Narrow Boat. Not sure how it would be on any other day, but I’m convinced that it’s one of those places that definitely blossoms on a sunny day! And their terrace is just beautiful!
After food and drinks (I was dying for a beer after I saw a woman drinking one in the sunshine) we walked around Angel for a while, took lots of pictures of the spring and decided to move towards our house…
A glass of wine in our local was the perfect end of our little day trip!
Monday I was feeling lazy so reading a book in a park seemed like the perfect plan! So that’s exactly what we did for 3 hours! The only regret that day was the lack of food we brought with us, because the smells of bbq’s surrounding us were mind-blowing.