"You keep using that word, I do not think it means what you think it means."

Estate.

So we went house hunting for about a billion hours yesterday. All of the places were either estate housing or used to be estate housing. I know, you're like "Okay, what does that even mean though?"

Well, let me tell you. In America, if you're looking for a home and you hear the word "estate, " it usually gives you the idea that it's some big nice house on a nice plot of land, possibly somewhat old but well kept and classic. Like a big old Southern mansion. Right? Or a big California home with a big long driveway, lined with palm trees and a little dog running up to meet you.

That is not the case here in London. Oh no, it is most definitely not the case. Estate housing in London is akin to "The Projects" or "Section 8" housing in America. You know, government owned, run-down properties for people who can't afford to actually live here. Like this:

This is pretty much where we ended up yesterday. It was not a happy experience. And you know how we got there (after we got lost)? Some nice London policemen. We asked directions and they literally PARKED THEIR CAR IN THE STREET, got out, and walked around with us until we found it. So, while we may have been lost in the shady ghetto of London, at least we had some nice cops to keep us safe. Also one of them said New York City is safer than London. I didn't know whether to laugh or be worried. Or maybe they've just never been to New York.


Today we look at 4 more places, a little more expensive but hopefully better. Wish us luck!