An American in London

Ok, haven't been blogging much cos I had a visitor from NYC come hang in London Town. All of last week! How cool is that. Having visitors is nice innit.

My grandma told me when I was younger that when people ask to stay at your place, you should feel honoured that others find you hospitable and want to hang with you. This was when rellies came to stay with us and I had to give up my room yea. But my dad seemed to disagree with that, especially with boys. Geez. I get confused sometimes. Most times.

My mom and dad read this blog regularly, so I shall keep it clean, keep it green.

In short, was great hanging. People-watching at Cafe Boheme was wicked also!!! Why do all the waiters there look alike?