So, Monday, and Simone & Bridget took the Coach down to Milton Keynes to meet Eddie & I, and we drove down to Bath.
After a lovely day exploring the old Roman Baths, having a picnic lunch by the river, and wandering through the old town, we drove the girls back to London and had dinner together before Eddie & I headed back home.
I really wanted to see Simone again, and so I finally plucked up the courage to ask her on a date...I can't remember how I asked her, but to my delight she said yes! So, not being the most experienced at dates, I set about planning our first date to try and make it memorable.
The big day rolled around - Sunday 7th September. And it wasn't just a traditional dinner & a movie...we made an afternoon of it. I picked Simone up at her apartment building in King's Cross around 3, and we headed into the city for a ride on the London Eye. Breathtaking views helped calm the nerves a little, and as we then wandered up Whitehall, through Trafalgar Square and Piccadilly Circus, we started to feel more and more relaxed, less nervous, and the conversation flowed.
I wanted to take Simone somewhere different, and so I decided on a Lebanese restaurant near Victoria - beautiful place, wonderful food, and the perfect setting for a first date. And it was lovely, Simone & I just took our time, the conversation never stopped, and we just seemed to be getting on so, so well without needing to put any effort in at all.
Over the following few weeks, we went on several more dates...and I knew that Simone was a girl I REALLY liked, and wanted to see a lot more of. So, inviting her to my Sister's wedding and bringing her home to meet the parents seemed like good steps to take.
After several weeks of dating, I asked Simone to be my girlfriend. We made it official on September 20th, and I was so happy.
After a wonderful fall & winter together, which consisted of weekly trips back & forth between London & MK to see each other, Simone's UK visit was over. She flew back home to Georgia for Xmas, and although I was able to fly over and join her for the holidays, my trip was far too short...and so the long-distance relationship began.
Friday 23 April 2010
Friday 9 April 2010
The story so far...Part 2
Right, where were we...oh yes, Eddie & I had arranged to meet Simone & Bridget that night for a couple of drinks. I was actually looking forward to it (because I thought Simone was cute, but don't tell her that) and so after getting lost a couple of times round covent garden, Eddie and I finally arrived at the agreed meeting spot...which contained approximately ZERO girls and so by default, no Simone or Bridget. Sad face.
After having a drink and waiting, in case they were typical girls and turned up late, I decided to get in touch with Simone & find out where they were. Turns out they were in a pub up the street, so off we headed to finally meet them. We walked into the pub, spotted the girls and made our way over to say hi. They didn't bolt out the door, and they actually looked pretty happy to see us, so that was a good start!
At first, I admit I was a little nervous - Simone was cute, she seemed really cool, and both these things meant there was little chance of me being able to talk to her without seriously messing it up. But, we finally got chatting, and turns out I didn't mess up too badly at all.
After a very long and extremely fun night, we all headed back towards the girls apartment building to make sure they got home safely, and, after a much-needed McDonalds breakfast (yes, it was 7am) we said our goodbyes and headed back to our hotel.
Suffice to say, I had a great night, and I really liked this Simone girl...so much so, that, in true stalker fashion, I texted her the next day. Which she either didn't mind me doing, or was just being really, really polite, because she replied..happy face!
So, now it was Sunday, Eddie & I had tickets to go see Chelsea v Tottenham, and had a day trip to Bath planned for the next day, Monday. So, what did I do? The polite thing, of course, and invited Bridget & Simone to come along with us as see the historic Roman Baths. They accepted....and i'll tell you all about it in my next post.
To be continued....
After having a drink and waiting, in case they were typical girls and turned up late, I decided to get in touch with Simone & find out where they were. Turns out they were in a pub up the street, so off we headed to finally meet them. We walked into the pub, spotted the girls and made our way over to say hi. They didn't bolt out the door, and they actually looked pretty happy to see us, so that was a good start!
At first, I admit I was a little nervous - Simone was cute, she seemed really cool, and both these things meant there was little chance of me being able to talk to her without seriously messing it up. But, we finally got chatting, and turns out I didn't mess up too badly at all.
After a very long and extremely fun night, we all headed back towards the girls apartment building to make sure they got home safely, and, after a much-needed McDonalds breakfast (yes, it was 7am) we said our goodbyes and headed back to our hotel.
Suffice to say, I had a great night, and I really liked this Simone girl...so much so, that, in true stalker fashion, I texted her the next day. Which she either didn't mind me doing, or was just being really, really polite, because she replied..happy face!
So, now it was Sunday, Eddie & I had tickets to go see Chelsea v Tottenham, and had a day trip to Bath planned for the next day, Monday. So, what did I do? The polite thing, of course, and invited Bridget & Simone to come along with us as see the historic Roman Baths. They accepted....and i'll tell you all about it in my next post.
To be continued....
The story so far...Part 1
Welcome to my blog! This is my first ever attempt at a blog, so we'll see how it goes...but essentially, I thought that it might be a good idea to start one and document my journey to the USA.
As some of you may know, I'm marrying my wonderful Fiancee Simone and moving to live with her in the USA, pending a Visa approval - no, not a credit card, but a US Entry Visa from the lovely people at the Department of State.
So, by way of background, I thought my first post should be about the story so far...there's a bit to squeeze in, but i'll try and keep it a) As short as possible and b) Mildly entertaining...
Let me set the scene: London, United Kingdom,
11:30pm Friday 29 August 2008. My friend Eddie is visiting from LA, and we're on a weekend out in our nation's capital. We decide to goto Fabric, a famous and popular nightclub (for you oldies, that's a place where it's very dark, has lots of loud music that you would hate, and is packed with herds of young people in various states of inebriation).
Anyway, whilst waiting in line for the Club (which took over 3 hours), the only way of passing the time is to interact with your fellow revellers, and so we struck up conversations with several people in the queue, including a group of American students who had arrived in London a week prior.
Included in this group was a pretty young lady whose name i would forget several times but finally manage to remember by the end of the night; Simone. Although Simone & I did not talk to each other a huge deal, she made enough of an impression on me that I facebooked her on my phone at 7am the next morning to make sure that she and her friends made it home ok. Just to set the context, at 7am Eddie and I were waiting for a tube home from the club, sharing a platform with several fresh and well-groomed Locals who were clearly used to seeing tired, bedraggled youngsters littered around various hotspots during the dawn hours.
After making it back to the hotel and crashing from some much-needed sleep and recouperation (my legs were killing me from all the Michael Jackson-esque shapes I'd been throwing), Eddie & I arose about lunchtime and were determined to see some of the sights. We freshened up, hit the road...and stopped at the first cafe we found for a huge cooked breakfast.
I took the chance to check my facebook...and to my delight, Simone had replied to confirm they all got back safely. After a bit of a chat, we exchanged numbers and agreed to get in touch later that day...and between the British Museum, Oxford Street and Leicester Square, we arranged for Eddie & I to meet up with Simone & her Roommate, Bridget, for drinks later that night.
...to be continued in Part 2...see you then!
As some of you may know, I'm marrying my wonderful Fiancee Simone and moving to live with her in the USA, pending a Visa approval - no, not a credit card, but a US Entry Visa from the lovely people at the Department of State.
So, by way of background, I thought my first post should be about the story so far...there's a bit to squeeze in, but i'll try and keep it a) As short as possible and b) Mildly entertaining...
Let me set the scene: London, United Kingdom,
11:30pm Friday 29 August 2008. My friend Eddie is visiting from LA, and we're on a weekend out in our nation's capital. We decide to goto Fabric, a famous and popular nightclub (for you oldies, that's a place where it's very dark, has lots of loud music that you would hate, and is packed with herds of young people in various states of inebriation).Anyway, whilst waiting in line for the Club (which took over 3 hours), the only way of passing the time is to interact with your fellow revellers, and so we struck up conversations with several people in the queue, including a group of American students who had arrived in London a week prior.
Included in this group was a pretty young lady whose name i would forget several times but finally manage to remember by the end of the night; Simone. Although Simone & I did not talk to each other a huge deal, she made enough of an impression on me that I facebooked her on my phone at 7am the next morning to make sure that she and her friends made it home ok. Just to set the context, at 7am Eddie and I were waiting for a tube home from the club, sharing a platform with several fresh and well-groomed Locals who were clearly used to seeing tired, bedraggled youngsters littered around various hotspots during the dawn hours.After making it back to the hotel and crashing from some much-needed sleep and recouperation (my legs were killing me from all the Michael Jackson-esque shapes I'd been throwing), Eddie & I arose about lunchtime and were determined to see some of the sights. We freshened up, hit the road...and stopped at the first cafe we found for a huge cooked breakfast.
I took the chance to check my facebook...and to my delight, Simone had replied to confirm they all got back safely. After a bit of a chat, we exchanged numbers and agreed to get in touch later that day...and between the British Museum, Oxford Street and Leicester Square, we arranged for Eddie & I to meet up with Simone & her Roommate, Bridget, for drinks later that night.
...to be continued in Part 2...see you then!
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