...and it begins

So, we have moved out of London to the beautiful lil town of Amersham in Buckinghamshire, and no, its not because I'm pregnant and want to start a family (just saying because everyone seems to think so). Leaving our conveniently located 2 bed 2 bath apartment in North Greenwich after our owners decided to sell the place was a true downer for me, but not for the husband who couldn't wait to get out of London and into the countryside. Amersham was the one common place we agreed on, Berkhamstead being a close second, after endless arguments and fights. 

We decided to move into an apartment and give us 6 months to find a house we wanted to buy. Apartment hunting started off in full swing and it soon proved to be cumbersome. We hated most of the places we saw, which also meant more fights and arguments. Berkhamsted options were all exhausted and i still remember telling Roshan, 'lets just go ahead and say yes to this apartment whatsoever,' while waiting outside a property for the agents to show it to us. We were both exhausted after all the hunt and by pure luck we both actually ended up liking the last apartment on the list and decided to move in a month later.

We move into a 2 bed 2 bath apartment at one end of Amersham high street on March 28th and instantly realise its too small. We were in a fully furnished apartment in N. Greenwich and were moving into an unfurnished one, which meant we had to buy everything from scratch. After sleepless nights and endless fights about the sofa, mattresses, beds, coffee table etc, it only came as a relief when our ex landlady asked us if we wanted to buy any of the furniture off her. They were all in real good condition and we happily obliged. This also meant the fights about furnishing could be put off till we bought a new house, and we could also buy them to suit the house. We move in only to find that bedroom 2 can only be used as a dumping ground for unopened boxes (read: my precious props and Roshans mountain bike) and the kitchen has very little storage space to put all my crockery and hoards of masalas. We also instantly take a dislike towards the gas hob, cos we were used to the glass electric hob back in N Greenwich.

We also notice in a weird sort of way, that the entire house is set for a left hander- the way taps open, the plug points, etc. It doesn't bother us much, and we slowly unpack and settle in. Roshan now doesnt have a separate office room to work out of when he works from home and both of us now sit face to face in the living room (and i don't really like it). I have to keep chanting, only 6 more months to go.

Commute into London for me has become a bitch. Although Amersham has the luxury of the National Rail and the Mteropolitan line, it pretty much sucks after 9am till the evening rush hour starts. There are just 2 trains every hour and it takes forever to get to work. I should however get started on the damn driving license cos it only takes me half an hour to drive to work from Amersham, as opposed to 1.30hrs by public transport.

High street is nice with some cafes, restaurants and a Little waitrose and M & S food and there is a farmers market every tuesday which i quite like. Its just been 2 weeks since we moved in and im yet to explore Amersham a bit more, but for the time being its ok. I mean i cant wait to get out of the tiny apartment we are in, and we are heavily house hunting, but for now i think im ok. 

I shall update you about the house hunting as and when we keep seeing them.

Amsterdam...and a lil bit of everything

I know I haven't been updating this blog for a while now and I'm about 2 weeks late on my Amsterdam update (yes, we took a short break and headed to Ams for 4 days). Now i cant seem to remember half of what we did/saw..intricate details i mean... and most of my readers (yeah i have a total 6 or 7) would have seen all the pics on FB and orkut and so I'm not gonna bore everyone by going on and on about it again. For the others, me and Ro had a gala time relaxing and taking in all that Amsterdam had to offer...well almost. Except for the first day, where we took an organized tour of the Dutch Countryside, we soaked up the sun in the cafe's and went totally wild at the 'coffee shops,' if you know what i mean! My whole perspective of a holiday has changed, i must add. Initially i used to love going around, catch glimpses of the local attractions, shop and do major touristy stuff without even taking a breather and at the end feel so pooped and tired and wait for the hustle bustle to end. My parents keep going on holiday to these resorts and do nothing but eat and sleep and not even step foot out of the resort. I used to shout at them saying they are such losers and have been to so many places, but haven't actually 'seen' any. I now know what exactly they mean. Its probably signs of getting old. I just love to relax...in the hotel by the pool, or at a cafe sipping Iced tea's and Sangria..which is exactly what we did in Amsterdam. The cafe culture in Europe is just amazing. Its popular here in London as well, but because of the crappy, unpredictable weather, cafe's are not the most fun thing to do when you want to sit with your jackets and shawls and umbrella. Amsterdam was laid back, but filled with tourists and so commercialised. The countryside was good, but even that has been preserved as an attraction and infested with tourists. We missed the tulip season, which was something i actually wanted to see so so badly. But if you ask me if i saw the famous Rembrandt and Van Gogh museums in Amsterdam..no i didn't, did i see the cathedrals and shop, no i didn't do that either. But what i did was completely relax and eat and sleep and took a real holiday for once. The last time i remember doing this was on our one week honeymoon in Goa (i would have to admit that was the best trip i ever had). Came back and it took me one week to recover and get back to routine (read boring) life. Posting some pics, just to add to the rant.

The cheese factory. Was so sick after tasting all the varieties of cheese.

The beautiful, but awfully uncomfortable clogs

What gets served in the 'coffee shops'

The beautiful Dutch countryside

The Alkmaar Cheese Market, where buyers and sellers come face to face.

Taken on our canal cruise. The canals are a major attraction and are filled with houseboats. We thought of renting one, but they were incredibly expensive.

The wild part...in the Red Light District

Tulips (wooden, plastic) at the flower market

Orchids @ the flower market

Street side entertainment. This old man was very popular with his wacky moves and skimpy thongs

One of the cafe's we lounged at

I had mentioned previously that we were apartment hunting and that we were almost gonna make an offer on one. As usual with Ro breaking his head on the pro's and cons and by the time we decided to say yes, someone had already done the deed. We were quite bummed by it, so gave up our hunting and decided to stay put in our one bedroom abode since winter was approaching and we didn't have any family visiting us till next summer. Friends have our pull out sofas to crash on :)

But just last week we went and saw an apartment just for the heck of it and we liked it. But they were asking for about 200 bucks more than what we are paying now and we still battled the odds and said no. the agent harassed us to make an offer anyways and so we went ahead and made a bizarre offer which surprisingly got accepted....even the terms and conditions. I now keep asking Ro if there is something seriously wrong with it, that the LL agreed to it. I shall update you on that once we move in. We are, however, going from amazing views on the 5th floor to absolutely no views on the 1st floor. The only draw back, but not bad enough to say no to the apartment and moreover with winter fast approaching, the views and balcony wont be of much use. So yes, we are moving in by Sept 2nd week and i am looking forward to setting up the new place, but dreading the packing.

Talking about winter, i completely dread it. Temperatures have already started dropping below 20's and it gets dark by 8. Before i know, leaves would start changing colour - Autumn and then the horrific winter. We are getting ready to pack our fans and get our thermals out. In fact according to BBC, the coming week will be the last of sunshine and warmth we can enjoy. Yeah i know, weather has become an important part of our lives and i have begun to appreciate the sun and warm weather just like the Brits. No wonder they all come out in shorts and bikini's the moment the temperature hits about 23C. 25 above will be declared as heat wave and they make such a big deal out of it.

Its nice to catch up with this space after a long time. I have been completely hooked on to my food space and been ignoring this one long enough. I enjoy pouring my heart out on this one, but most of the time laziness gets the better of me and i chuck my random musings for easy-to-type out, brainless recipes.

Its a long weekend and the last of the bank holidays that we have this year. The Nottinghill Carnival is on and i am covering it for a mag. So, long day tomorrow, but sooo looking fwd to it. Will be back with pics. Till then, ciao from me.