Flat Hunt Saga

Ok, I'm a little grumpier today than I was yesterday...I saw 1 flat today and it was gross and in a gross area.

I had two appointments to see other flats, but the tube had other ideas. If I were homesick yet, I might have seen it as a cosmic joke that the tube appears to be more fraught with problems than lovely metro...but I'm not, so I was just perturbed.

When you inject in the fact that I don't know my way around yet, today was a waste. But all is not lost! After I'd given up all hope of getting to either flat, I was just trying to get back to my hotel to at least decompress for a few minutes and was suddenly dying for ice cream. Racing back to the hotel to check email, I went back downstairs and walked up to the concierge and, with a pre-apology for what felt like a silly request, I asked where the nearest ice cream might be. Lo and behold! With a grin, he informed me that (my beloved) Ben and Jerry's was right down the street. So off I went. A scoop of vanilla and a scoop of peace of cake later, all was well.

I've rescheduled one flat appointment for tomorrow, but I've emailed the agent about the gorgeous, but tiny place in Fitzrovia that I saw yesterday...if I can have it, I'm taking it. I can't move in until the 23rd, but oh well...at least I'll be done with what is fast becoming an exhausting search for flats!

I have plans tonight with a net friend I've known for forever, but have never met in person and I'm torn - nap or phone purchase in the interim? I really need a phone, but I also really need a nap.