2004
09.08

Ye Olde British Diary

Welcome, bienvenu, thanks for stopping by and cheerio! This is a momentous occasion indeed, and for two very good reasons. The first one (obviously) is that this is the very first article posted to the new and wonderfully redesigned sambecker.com—a high watermark for personal web destinations around the globe. It truly sets a high standard and merely cost me backbreaking labor and a reduced diet in order to complete! Please feel free to enjoy the product of my masochism.

The second, possibly more obvious, reason is that this is the first post/log/musing/journal entry that I have produced since I stepped onto the (rhyme alert) royal soil of the UK; just some sailor with nothing but a tube of chapstick to his name (Waiting for Guffman reference). So I’m here now and will share with you tales of my travels, keen observations I have recorded and all of the trials and tribulations I have experienced being an American overseas. In other words: get ready for a ripping good time!

It was the best of times it was the worst of times … So I’ve already found myself an apartment or ‘flat’ (rhymes with ‘cat’) as these crazy British people call them! And what, please do tell me, would a ‘flat’ be, without ‘flatmates?’ Not a whole lot! So here is the lineup:

Me
Mollie
Tom (Mollie’s better half)
Gill (The one and only)
Karen

Our flat, is of the ‘Mews’ (rhymes with Jews) variety, which means that it is like a small house in an alley (we have our own front door!). It’s three stories and includes three bedrooms (three girls in one and Tom and myself have singles—yes!), a kitchen, laundry equipment, a bathroom and a living room for our posh and sexy parties. When I look out my window (into a cavity of rooftops and neighboring buildings) it looks like the set of Peter Pan or Mary Poppins—which, needless to say, makes some of the more routine parts of my day just a hint more dramatic. For the more visually-inclined person, you can see plenty pictures of this and all other parts of the ‘flat,’ by perusing the pictures section of sambecker.com.

Now the important info for all fellow Londoners: our closest tube stop is Baker St. and I simply take the Hammersmith and City line (the pink one) to Ladbroke station to get to class. We’re located in the romantically titled neighborhood of Marylebone, which is just as lovely as it sounds, and are in very close proximity to a grocery store (Waitrose), book store (Daunt’s), pub (Tup’s—10% off on Thursdays for students) and all sorts of cafés and restaurants (including a Starbucks, which I shouldn’t be happy about, but am!). I’ve been running either in Kensington Park (when I was at our hotel) or Regent’s Park (now that I’m settled in). I’m a close walk to Oxford Circus, Bond Street and the zoo. I’m really enjoying the area that I’m living in and the people that I’m living with.

This post is quite simply getting out of control so I’m going to try to wrap it up. Some quick tidbits might include: my roommate (Karen) came into this country with an expired passport and had to spend several days in government facilities and paying for fees in excess of $500 in order to stay in the UK. She finally came home tonight and we are all relieved that she is home, responding to stimuli and does not have bamboo shoots stuck up her fingernails. I know if I was in her position I would have been crying like a little girl the whole time. On a lighter note, we have satellite TV included in our flat and the Simpsons are on every day during dinner time showing between three and four episodes consecutively—which is amazing and I will be going to Oktoberfest at the end of this month will all of the kids in my design program. I fly to Berlin on 9/23 and return on 9/25 and it’s only costing me £53! I sure hope my plane is more than a Volkswagen with wings and they have some type of reasonable security measures in place—oh those Germans!

Anyway, I’ll shut my bloody (darn) gib (mouth) now! I want everyone to know how much I miss them at home and Syracuse, and wish I was back at those places all of the time. It’s fun being abroad, but everything has a cost! I hope things are going great with everybody and that this post reaches them safely. Have a great summer/fall and check back here for more postings!

Love,

The Samma Lamma

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  1. sam i love your creatuiveness so cool missed you at dinner tonite mom cooked good love and kisses eunie and poppa and yes i typed this all by myself was this your first comment

  2. sam,

    lets see if i can get this thing to work….we miss you….

    dad

  3. Sam, I can’t believe you’ve left the states just as I’m gearing up this campaign. I’ll never forgive you for this….When I told Theresa, she was so shocked that she practically spilled her ketchup….
    John K. (and John E.)

  4. John Kerry told me he would be contacting you. I talked to him earlier in the week when he called to wish Paulette and I a happy New Year. Anyways have a great stay in London at your Mues rhymes with Jews. A happy and healthy New Year. Love Uncle Buddy and Aunt Paulette

  5. Dear the Samma Lamma,

    Greetings from Montana (which doesn’t rhyme with anything). Your pictures and commentary are wonderful. Thank you for sharing your adventures with us.
    Love, Amy, Chuck, Winnie, Gunner, Ben, and Gauge

  6. You are officially on my favorite places; looking forward to seeing you next month. Anything you want us to bring? Hugs all around. Mommy Salit

  7. Thank you all so very very very much for supporting the site. We have quite an eclectic list of people here. My family, my friend’s mom, a presidential candidate (my site is so fat … that it has its own congressman!). Anyway, please keep posting, you’re making the site more interesting than I ever could have made it!

    Nibb high football rules!

  8. first of all, please do not confuse my nickname with the word for the common restroom in england [yes i know the jargon]. only after reading it on this form do i realize that you–sam–may have mischievously given me the name emiloo in a sly attempt to degrade me. jojo is mad. hope you’re having a scrumtrulescent time. ttfn [tata for now]

  9. guess what i amdoing this all by myself with uncle buddy looking over my shoulder of course. i think ican pull up your messages, journal, whenever i want. love US,

  10. Eunie I am so proud. Even if you get help next time—don’t tell me. I’ll just assume you’re doing it all by yourself. I hope everything is going great in HP. I got your New Years card. Thank you very very much.

    Love, Sam