London

Thankgod I made it through London immigrations! The stories I've heard are true! They almost made me admit to being a Colombian druglord exporting stock from South America into the UK! I must of been at that little desk for about 20 minutes being asked incredibly indept questions about what I planned to do in England, how much money I had, what boot size I am and so on..

When I finally did pass through Heathrow airport, I caught a train to Paddington station where my Uncle Paul and Aunty Karren picked me up.

I've had a good time here in London so far, seeing the sights, getting familiar with the local area and indeed scouting out entertainment districts for potential job sites. As I'm sure you can appreciate, mainland Europe made short work of my financial buffer. Hence, I am truly needing to find something to do here in London to replenish the stocks.

Uncle Paul has helped me get off to a good start by introducing me to city and it's many entertainment districts. During the past couple of days, we've managed to sort out a brand new resume and get a feel for what it's like to look for work in the city as an Australian. Yesterday I spent alot of time talking to pub managers and staff about the best places to seek out independant venues where I might find work as a glassie, a food runner or even a bar tender.

Today, with a page full of notes, I plan to head out to areas such as Soho, West End and Camden to suss out more possibilities. Failing that, there's an area in the centre of Soho called Leister Square. Known for it's clubbing scene, I may be able to find a temporary job handing out flyers for clubs whilst I suss out more options.

Wish me luck!