St. Georges

'Ello.

Due to the overwhelming number of readers asking for the return of this blog(1 out of 1) and my current state of waiting-for-my-laundry to dry, I have given in to popular demand.

I haven't gotten my laptop connected to the network yet, so pictures later.

So far, so fun. Georges is a huge, impressive hospital and medical school. Maybe I'm easily impressed. Staff here are friendly and helpful and my current hostel is 15 minutes away from the underground train station of Tooting Broadway, which itself is 20 minutes way from central London.

Looks like plenty of trips there for donuts, duck and chocolate over the weekends.

I think I'll be really happy here. I'm quite depressed right now because my girlfriend is in malaysia. She's a year my junior so we'll see where she ends up. I tell people I'm okay if she's not coming to St. Georges too, but actually I really want her to come.

Class has been crazy, 9 to 5 everyday with most of the shops closing at 5. I'm still trying not to feel offended when the shopkeepers close as soon as I come out from class. "Come back tomorrow at 5" but I can't! "Sorry sir, come back tomorrow"

I went to Central London with Yi wei yesterday and did a whirlwind tour. We went to the Borough Market.

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From now on, here's what I'll say after mentioning Borough Market.

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I behave this way because after living in Cambridge for a year and a half and having my bad opinion of English food reinforced again and again (no offence, I love Cambridge), I have been completely shocked when I went to Borough Market.

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The amount, variety, and quality of food there was . . . I can't find a word for it, insert your own superlative. There was, I don't know where to begin . . . fresh seafood, where you can buy raw oysters and eat them on the spot, lime provided, rows and rows of pastry and sweets, a mind boggling selection of cheeses, hawkers selling all kinds of meat, bread and cheese combination of foods . . . I could go on and on. In summary, I would call it a huge market/outdoor restaurant made of many many different owners. Fresh food with fantastic cooking. Insert own word of exclamation. I love Borough Market.

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After that we went to try to get my flight tickets but MAS was closed, then we walked along Oxford Street, joining the huge Saturday crowd, where do they all come from? Ah, over tere! Tube Stationz? . . . oh, that muz bee ze entranze to thayr nest! Ah, theze's tu many auf tem. Nooo. Thay ave got me.

We then ate Roast Duck at Gold Mine at Bayswater, thanks to Tracy for the info, and I enjoyed myself greatly. All in all, a great day for food. I would like to mention that Yi Wei has notable culinary ability.

Come find me in London! All you people who left the Leys! I'm here! Weehee . . . I'm thinking of Krispy Kreme. I forgot to stop by yesterday. Ha! You cannot escape me forever, you crispy-on-the-outside-yet-soft-and-creamy-on-the-inside-donut! I shall find you and eat you! Your sweet soft curves are belong to me!

I'm happy, but missing my girlfriend, family, friends and KL very much.

That's all for now. Oh yeah, I'm finally practising my truly mediocre cooking. I feel independent, the lousy currency exchange rate makes me feel poor.

They write my name here as Kuan Eng Tan and St Georges shortens it to Kuan Tan. That was fine until I found that there is another Kuan Tan here. *Gasp* I have stolen someone's identity! Oh no, what shall I do? I now have a double life?

I miss my girlfriend.