Day three - All I need is music and some friends

Three days have gone and I'm really homesick. This morning I thought about running away home and start working, moving to Malmö...Anything!

It's not that Rita isn't sweet to me, not at all. It's just that I'm not used to anybody telling me what to, adjusting to somebody elses routines, house etc.. The fact that I never know when she's going to knock on my door, it's not the freedom I'm used to. At the same time I know I'm lucky since I don't have to take care of children evenings and weekends. BUT it's a little bit like tip toing around, living here. "what can I do and what can't I do". She's very...what's it called in swedish: "pedantisk".

It's amazing how everything felt better after I bought my travelcard. I went to Camden town, looking for shoes since my old shoes has got a hole in it and my socks get all wet and cold...

Firstly I walked the main street, cold feet and everything, but I couldn't find anything. Just shops with fake brands, tourist stuff or punk clothes. Then I turned a corner and there, I found this little tiny shoe-shop. So I went in and wow: They had size 39 on the pair I liked. I feel like bigfoot over here. I mean, come on. This is England!

But the salesman was nice, singing to the tunes of some african music.

I also went past a library with the bus. I think I'm going to find out about it and also some sportcenter nearby.

x Elna x