Day Thirty-Seven:: Notting Hill/Portobello Road

As a girl that is rapidly approaching the end of her teenage years and has yet to hold hands with a member of the opposite sex in a non-platonic way, I have found ways of coping with that reality.  I have found one of the most successful ways to do so is to dwell on the success of lovers in romance movies, so today we visited Notting Hill (if you don't know of the movie I am sorry, but click here to get an idea of how great that film is) as a distraction tactic.

NOTTING HILL THOUGH!! It's market part is Portobello Road and that is the cutest thing ever.  It has vendors, but not the annoying vendors that shove ugly crap in your pace and completely violate your personal bubble.  It's a blend of local shops and more commercial shops and that makes it much more tolerable in my anxiety-influenced opinion.  I loved it though and I am for sure taking my parents there when they come (you too Riley) as the entire time I kept seeing bunches of rings and I couldn't help but think of my mom every time. So Mom, Dad, Riley, here's where we are gonna do when you finally get here:

FINALLY MY ROOMMATE AND I HAVE A PICTURE TOGETHER.  This is Saren,  she's adorable.

Totes Bansky, totes hipster

So that building is the best color, I am so obsessed, I am painting my front door that color when I finally have a house of my own that I own.

In other news, I got my keys!! They were unfortunately attached to my wallet, which as we all probably know by now, was stolen by a tall man that I think was named Preston.  This resulted in my keys being stolen too.  The problem was that the replacement fee for these keys is sixty-five pounds.  Do some simple math and you will learn that sixty-five pounds is about one hundred dollars.  I would expect the stupid keys to be made of rose gold or something for that price, but they aren't.  Today though I got an email saying that they had waived the fee for me and so I could finally pick them up (they had actually been ready for a few days, but without a debit card I have not been able to get the cash to pay for them).  I was probably the happiest girl on the planet at that moment, and I am finally becoming independent again1 Now it would be really great if that debit card would get here already.

BYYYEYYEYEYEY,

Kelsie