Day the First

WOW.
I am in England!

why am I craving scones all of a sudden?

ENGLAND!

It's been four months since I was offered this gig, and now I'm finally here, about to begin a whole new adventure.

The flights over here were long, but not terribly uncomfortable, and I arrived at London Heathrow unscathed.

Also, fabulous.

 I met one of my male singers at tht airport and we were driven over to the apartment here in Northampton.

Though frankly, calling it an "apartment" (or should I say, "flat"?) is a bit of a misnomer.

This place was once a shoe factory back in the Victorian era and I am completely in love with all the exposed brick and open-air floorplans! It's like a hipster's dream.
The entire bottom floor is the boys' bedrooms and a large kitchen with tons of fridge space and countertops. They even provided us with bread, lunch meat, cheese, tea, and biscuits for our arrival! The second floor is a huge living area with access to a bricked-in patio outside. Upstairs are the girls' bedrooms, two beds in each, but each room is massive. We could stage a show on just the carpeted area in my room alone!

My room

gigantic mirror!

Mmmm...exposed brick...

View from my room, with the sweet suncatcher my mom snuck into my suitcase!

Everything smells clean and fresh, we have in-house laundry facilities and detergent, and we even get a housecleaner every Friday! One denizen of the BKCP team greeted us and showed us around the place, and later, another gent came by and briefed us on the fire exits, extinguishers, and emergency contacts--including informing us that general medical care during out stay here is free. FREE. WHERE AM I!!?!? I can't get over how well-provided for we have been so far. I'm not looking forward to the 25-minute walk each way to/from the studios in the dead of the upcoming English winter, but for the time being, I am pretty stoked on life.

I met the two other American girls, Heather and Meredith, and we all got to chatting for a bit. My jet lag caught up with me and I went down for a hours while they took a stroll into town for some lunch and shopping. We later ordered pizza for dinner and lamented the stark difference (coughcoughSUPERIORITY) of American v. British Domino's pizza. We are on the forefront of the cultural vanguard, we are! Also, I now know what a "Cumberland sausage" tastes like (protip: like a glorified hotdog). So, you know, there's that.

Tomorrow we have a very well-mapped out day of touring the studios and meeting with the creative teams to discuss the shows, then it's off to London for our medical exams--and hopefully a spot of sightseeing! I haven't been to London since 2002, and I am hungry to lay eyes on the beautiful city again.

Cheerio for now!