Good Morning London! Now What?

It's official, I am in London and, according to the stamp on my passport, allowed to stay for six months!  I have to admit, of all the things I did to prepare for this adventure (more on that later), getting a visa was not one of them.  Generally, the UK allows visitors from the U.S. to stay up to six months without a visa, but it is not guaranteed you'll get permission for the full six months.  After looking into applying for a visitors visa, I decided to take a chance in hopes that I would get a nice border agent at Heathrow that would give me the six month stamp and sure enough I did (mind you, I basically had to give him my entire life history - pity the person behind me in the line!). So now I am here, and after a quick trip to the Kings Road for some necessities (sim card! linens! clothes hangers - exciting stuff!), I am settled into my little flat.  It is a 300-ish sq. foot studio, garden ("english basement" for you DC-ers) apartment in the Chelsea/Fulham area with everything I will need for my time here, and not much more, which, after spending a month cleaning, organizing and packing up my house in DC,  is exactly what I need!

But after spending the last six weeks with what seemed like a never-ending, constantly growing t0-do list, I woke up this morning feeling a little lost.  My to-do list had been my roadmap, my job, and in some ways, my crutch. I never had to come up with anything to fill my time, I had a fifteen page to-do list with a rapidly approaching due date!  Now, I'm without that crutch, that roadmap, that job.  Which was sort of the whole point of this trip, but like anything else in life, it might take a little getting used to.

Soon enough I will start my photography classes, and have more of a routine.  But for now, it's Monday morning in London and I have no idea what to do.